I think that's great. It makes it really easy to see whether a pub prefers to install a computer system than employ enough barstaff, so you can make a really quick decision to leave and choose a better pub.
I hate it when you hear bar staff say "Who's next?"
That's your job.
I hate it more when people have no bar etiquette and don't point out who is actually next. Cretins of the highest order.
The same people, upon inspection will always be carrying shit in the disgusting gusset of their underpants. They will not return trolleys when shopping and will not say please or thank you. And their parents probably live in eternal disappointment of their rodent offspring. These people are genuinely disappointed with their lives and make up for that inadequacy by behaving like a self centred cocksucker at the bar to claw back some control in their pathetic existence
I hate it when you hear bar staff say "Who's next?"
That's your job.
I hate it more when people have no bar etiquette and don't point out who is actually next. Cretins of the highest order.
The same people, upon inspection will always be carrying shit in the disgusting gusset of their underpants. They will not return trolleys when shopping and will not say please or thank you. And their parents probably live in eternal disappointment of their rodent offspring. These people are genuinely disappointed with their lives and make up for that inadequacy by behaving like a self centred cocksucker at the bar to claw back some control in their pathetic existence
I hate it when you hear bar staff say "Who's next?"
That's your job.
I hate it more when people have no bar etiquette and don't point out who is actually next. Cretins of the highest order.
The same people, upon inspection will always be carrying shit in the disgusting gusset of their underpants. They will not return trolleys when shopping and will not say please or thank you. And their parents probably live in eternal disappointment of their rodent offspring. These people are genuinely disappointed with their lives and make up for that inadequacy by behaving like a self centred cocksucker at the bar to claw back some control in their pathetic existence
They'll also be wholly incapable of eating McDonald's without throwing the remnants out of car windows or use trains without putting feet on seats whilst they recount their latest "drama" of their insipid existence to an in all likelihood fellow numbskull down their mobiles at uneccessary volume.
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That's your job.