BobFossil has just reminded me of this
This one is true. Honest.

A good few New Year's Eve's ago (in the days when I used to go out on said evening - don't any more, not since 2001, as I can't stand waiting to get served), me, the ex, and a couple of mates had gone for a few pints at the local.

It was late-ish when we got there (about 10) as we'd had a few in the house, taking the opportunity to chat and catch up (they had left the area a few months back, so we hadn't seen them for a while). On arriving at the pub, we decided to avoid the bar and seek refuge in the lounge area, figuring it would be a bit quieter. Which it was.

However, the reason it was a bit quieter was because one of the town's inbred, alcoholic nut jobs was in there, holding court in an aggressive manner. He was giving particular verbals to one woman, who was obviously part of his entourage, and also obviously terrified. Our party looked at each other uneasily, but decided to stay put and not make eye contact.

Unfortunately, the group sat at the next table to us didn't, and the nut job stormed across, yelling something incomprehensible (but probably something along the lines of "Worrayafugginlookinatyafugginbunchocuntinbassas". Wherupon, he thrust his arms under their table and literally threw it across the lounge, glasses shattering off the walls and liquid flying everywhere.

Everyone in the lounge that wasn't part of his entourage beat a hasty retreat to the bar, including us. However, I felt I had to say something to someone, so found a member of staff who looked like they were in a position of of authority and suggested thay might want to ring the police before (a) someone got really hurt and (b) their lounge area got even more trashed than it already was.

Their response?

"There's not really a lot we can do about it".

Hmm. More like he's spent a fortune in here tonight, and there's still 3 hours to go.

We left pretty sharpish. So did quite a few others.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 14 Feb 2008, 17:42, 3 replies)

Probably also didn't want to call the police
as they keep details of every call to licenced premises and it can affect their licence renewal.

Cynical? Moi?
(TheWeeWitch hasn't been here much recently .., Thu 14 Feb 2008, 18:17, closed)

Brilliant story...
why was it that every pub I have ever called a 'local' seems to contain one of those kind of nutjobs?

oh, that's because the 'nutjob' is me...

*clicks*
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Thu 14 Feb 2008, 22:06, closed)

Pooflake...
I never had you down as a nutjob...

And I'm sure it wasn't you. This was circa 1992. You were probably still scrumping apples then.

For which I'm telling...
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Thu 14 Feb 2008, 22:14, closed)