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If you aren't familiar with Death, he was a regular SC at the pub until he got banned for stealing muffins. We call him Death because he looks like he is about to drop dead any second, this is due to a heroin addiction.
It was a co-workers 21st birthday, and there was a large group of us in a rival pub down the street. There was a live band on, we were all a little bit tipsy, and it was a really fun night. We were all stood up at the bar area, and all of a sudden, a co-worker lets out a little scream. Death is stood right next to her.
As soon as everyone noticed Death, we decided it was time to move and went to sit in a patio area. Death followed, and sat down with us!
The co-worker who was talking during this exchange is known for saying exactly what is on her mind, even when she is working.
Death: Am I still banned?
Us:
Death: I was hungry, that's why I took the muffins. I'm sorry. Can I come back in the pub now?
CW1: It's not up to us, it's managements choice.
Death: What are you doing in here anyway? It doesn't look good if all the staff are drinking in a different pub to their own.
CW1: We spend enough time in that place. And we take enough shit over there as well. Now do you mind? We don't really want to talk to you.
Death: You can't talk to customers like that!
Me: Last time I checked, you were banned, so that doesn't make you a customer.
Death: YOU could lift the ban! Why don't you?
Me: I don't work there. *this was shortly after my "last" shift
Death: Yes you do!
Me: No, I don't.
CW1: Right, we're going to sit somewhere else now. Bye bye.
Death: You lot think you're so fucking smart, just because you have jobs.
CW1: Well, at least we make an honest living.
We went back to the bar area. Death sat himself down with a group of young girls, who looked extremelly freaked out when he sat down. I caught glances of him pointing at us, having a full scale rant about us to a complete stranger.
It was a co-workers 21st birthday, and there was a large group of us in a rival pub down the street. There was a live band on, we were all a little bit tipsy, and it was a really fun night. We were all stood up at the bar area, and all of a sudden, a co-worker lets out a little scream. Death is stood right next to her.
As soon as everyone noticed Death, we decided it was time to move and went to sit in a patio area. Death followed, and sat down with us!
The co-worker who was talking during this exchange is known for saying exactly what is on her mind, even when she is working.
Death: Am I still banned?
Us:
Death: I was hungry, that's why I took the muffins. I'm sorry. Can I come back in the pub now?
CW1: It's not up to us, it's managements choice.
Death: What are you doing in here anyway? It doesn't look good if all the staff are drinking in a different pub to their own.
CW1: We spend enough time in that place. And we take enough shit over there as well. Now do you mind? We don't really want to talk to you.
Death: You can't talk to customers like that!
Me: Last time I checked, you were banned, so that doesn't make you a customer.
Death: YOU could lift the ban! Why don't you?
Me: I don't work there. *this was shortly after my "last" shift
Death: Yes you do!
Me: No, I don't.
CW1: Right, we're going to sit somewhere else now. Bye bye.
Death: You lot think you're so fucking smart, just because you have jobs.
CW1: Well, at least we make an honest living.
We went back to the bar area. Death sat himself down with a group of young girls, who looked extremelly freaked out when he sat down. I caught glances of him pointing at us, having a full scale rant about us to a complete stranger.
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