Pubs! Spirits! Scams! Police!
Over the years I have fallen out with the various Mrs DP's about a range of things from money, through drugs, to absent mindedness, through suspected inappropriate dalliances, to inapropriate behaviour.

Now, some of this behavious has been boorish in the extreme, but the majority has been justified. Sadly I do not seem to have the same social filter that some others do and when I experience crap service etc I try my best to respond in kind and ruin their evening in the same way mine has been.

This is nothing to do with the tale though, I'm afraid.

I was 20 years old. I got a job in Sheffield's Rat & Parrot. There were a whole range of things I did here that would be suitable for this QOTW, but leaving aside the sex in the toilets, the drug dealing, and so on, I thought I'd tell you about the Great Spirits Heist.

I was a lowly barman, and my duties included restocking shelves and whatnot, as well as putting rubbish out. A plan formed, between me and Leo. We began to fill bin bags with bottles of spirits and organised for a mate to pick it up.

This worked well for several months, but once again a stocktake, and CCTV were my undoing. We were collared.

We wer given a severe talking to, and dismissed. But not prosecuted.

All's well that ends well, eh?
( disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Fri 21 Sep 2007, 15:03, Reply)