The only way I can describe this girl is a hurricane. She came in, caused a massive scene and disappeared into the night.
After the horribleness that was last week, we were treated to a very nice, quiet evening. There were only a handful of customers in the building and for the first time in weeks the staff were able to stop and simply stand around and chat. A group of four people entered. They went to the bar, ordered their drinks and chatted. The fifth member of their group arrived:
SC: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I'M HERE GUYSSSS!!
She ran up to join the group of four. The group of four were nicely dressed and presentable. The SC looked as though she had been dragged through a field by a horse. Her hair was everywhere and she couldn't walk in a straight line. She was clearly on something, as her pupils were huge and her jaw was all over the place. Her four friends had an expression on their face, and that expression was "Fuck. She found us."
SC: HOLY FUCKING SHIT! IT'S PAPA SMURF!!!
She ran up to a regular old man at the end of the bar and started stroking his grey beard. Regular Old Man was obviously thrilled that a girl in her early twenties was showing him so much attention, so he allowed it.
SC: FUCK! YOUR BEARD! YOUR BEARD IS SOOOOO SEXYYYYY!!
One of the original four turned to me.
C: And can I get-
Me: If it's a drink for her, it's a no.
C: Do you know what...that's fair enough.
The four walked away and found a table. SC continued to stroke the old man's beard, while he tried to flirt with her. It was vomit inducing. A co-worker went out the back to inform the manager that there may be trouble brewing with this SC.
SC: OH! MY FRIENDS HAVE MOVED! BYE BYE PAPA!!
She ran off down the pub to the table.
SC: YOU DIDN'T GET ME A CHAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIRRRR! IT'S OK. I'LL FIND ONE!
She ran around in circles for a bit. At this point I turned away from her as I had other things to do. An off duty co-worker was at the end of the bar with a beer. He leaned over.
ODCW: Uhhh...customersruinmylife...look.
I looked over. She was in a highchair.
SC: LOOOOK! I'M A BABY!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Her friends looked so embarrassed. Manager went over.
M: Out of the chair. Now!
SC: OH FIIIINNNE!!
Manager went to walk away. Suddenly there was screaming.
SC: I CAN'T GET OUT!!! I'M STUCK!!! I'M STUCK!!! SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEE!!!
The four friends, rather than helping, burst out laughing. The whole pub was laughing at her. She was screaming like she was being attacked. She started rocking the chair back and forth...
...and then the chair tipped over. The chair was now lying on it's side, SC still in it. She was screaming even louder. The few people that were in the pub were laughing so hard that they were holding their sides. Two of the friends got up and tried to help her, but they couldn't pull her out. In the end, manager had to go over and hold the chair while the four friends dragged her across the carpet. She was eventually freed.
M: OK. I think it's time someone got a taxi home.
The four friends agreed. They led her to the doors and left. Just like that. The whole incident was over with in less than five minutes, and we went back to our quiet night.
After the horribleness that was last week, we were treated to a very nice, quiet evening. There were only a handful of customers in the building and for the first time in weeks the staff were able to stop and simply stand around and chat. A group of four people entered. They went to the bar, ordered their drinks and chatted. The fifth member of their group arrived:
SC: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I'M HERE GUYSSSS!!
She ran up to join the group of four. The group of four were nicely dressed and presentable. The SC looked as though she had been dragged through a field by a horse. Her hair was everywhere and she couldn't walk in a straight line. She was clearly on something, as her pupils were huge and her jaw was all over the place. Her four friends had an expression on their face, and that expression was "Fuck. She found us."
SC: HOLY FUCKING SHIT! IT'S PAPA SMURF!!!
She ran up to a regular old man at the end of the bar and started stroking his grey beard. Regular Old Man was obviously thrilled that a girl in her early twenties was showing him so much attention, so he allowed it.
SC: FUCK! YOUR BEARD! YOUR BEARD IS SOOOOO SEXYYYYY!!
One of the original four turned to me.
C: And can I get-
Me: If it's a drink for her, it's a no.
C: Do you know what...that's fair enough.
The four walked away and found a table. SC continued to stroke the old man's beard, while he tried to flirt with her. It was vomit inducing. A co-worker went out the back to inform the manager that there may be trouble brewing with this SC.
SC: OH! MY FRIENDS HAVE MOVED! BYE BYE PAPA!!
She ran off down the pub to the table.
SC: YOU DIDN'T GET ME A CHAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIRRRR! IT'S OK. I'LL FIND ONE!
She ran around in circles for a bit. At this point I turned away from her as I had other things to do. An off duty co-worker was at the end of the bar with a beer. He leaned over.
ODCW: Uhhh...customersruinmylife...look.
I looked over. She was in a highchair.
SC: LOOOOK! I'M A BABY!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Her friends looked so embarrassed. Manager went over.
M: Out of the chair. Now!
SC: OH FIIIINNNE!!
Manager went to walk away. Suddenly there was screaming.
SC: I CAN'T GET OUT!!! I'M STUCK!!! I'M STUCK!!! SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEE!!!
The four friends, rather than helping, burst out laughing. The whole pub was laughing at her. She was screaming like she was being attacked. She started rocking the chair back and forth...
...and then the chair tipped over. The chair was now lying on it's side, SC still in it. She was screaming even louder. The few people that were in the pub were laughing so hard that they were holding their sides. Two of the friends got up and tried to help her, but they couldn't pull her out. In the end, manager had to go over and hold the chair while the four friends dragged her across the carpet. She was eventually freed.
M: OK. I think it's time someone got a taxi home.
The four friends agreed. They led her to the doors and left. Just like that. The whole incident was over with in less than five minutes, and we went back to our quiet night.
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