I had just finished work in the kitchen and was waiting for my ride home. I was stood at the end of the bar chatting to co-workers as they worked. A customer walked up to the bar, I recognised him as a regular awkward customer, but he did not recognise me. He stood next to me and placed his order with a co-worker.
SC: Two pints of lager please.
CW: Sure.
SC: Oh no! I didn't mean two pints, I meant a pint and a half.
CW: OK, no problem. Any particular lager?
SC: What?
CW: Any particular brand?
SC: Uhhhh....that one.
He points randomly to the pumps. Even I couldn't tell which one he was pointing at.
CW: I'm sorry, which one did you point at?
SC: *Lets out a large sigh* That one! *Points randomly again*
CW: I don't know which one you are pointing at sir.
SC: Carling! *Sighs again*
CW walks to the other end of the bar to make the drinks. The SC sighs again.
SC: Why didn't you use the pump I pointed at??
CW: Oh, that pump isn't connected at the minute, it has just been cleaned.
SC: Well, what if I wanted it out that pump?
CW: There's only water in that pump at the moment...
SC: *Massive sigh* Fiiiiiiinne. But I didn't see you put a dash of lemonade in.
CW: You never asked...
SC: *Sighs AGAIN*
CW, without saying a word, walked down the bar and put some lemonade in the drinks. The SC leaned over to me.
SC: I think they must only employ retards in this place. He can't even follow simple instructions! Don't you agree??
Me:
Well it helps if you actually give out instructions before you expect people to follow them. There's only one retard from where I'm standing, and it isn't him.
SC: Wh...wh...you're a dick!
He stormed off with his drinks. CW asked what happened, and I told him what he said.
CW: Well, he's going to get ignored next time he comes up to the bar.
SC: Two pints of lager please.
CW: Sure.
SC: Oh no! I didn't mean two pints, I meant a pint and a half.
CW: OK, no problem. Any particular lager?
SC: What?
CW: Any particular brand?
SC: Uhhhh....that one.
He points randomly to the pumps. Even I couldn't tell which one he was pointing at.
CW: I'm sorry, which one did you point at?
SC: *Lets out a large sigh* That one! *Points randomly again*
CW: I don't know which one you are pointing at sir.
SC: Carling! *Sighs again*
CW walks to the other end of the bar to make the drinks. The SC sighs again.
SC: Why didn't you use the pump I pointed at??
CW: Oh, that pump isn't connected at the minute, it has just been cleaned.
SC: Well, what if I wanted it out that pump?
CW: There's only water in that pump at the moment...
SC: *Massive sigh* Fiiiiiiinne. But I didn't see you put a dash of lemonade in.
CW: You never asked...
SC: *Sighs AGAIN*
CW, without saying a word, walked down the bar and put some lemonade in the drinks. The SC leaned over to me.
SC: I think they must only employ retards in this place. He can't even follow simple instructions! Don't you agree??
Me:
Well it helps if you actually give out instructions before you expect people to follow them. There's only one retard from where I'm standing, and it isn't him.SC: Wh...wh...you're a dick!
He stormed off with his drinks. CW asked what happened, and I told him what he said.
CW: Well, he's going to get ignored next time he comes up to the bar.



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