Wednesday, August 03, 2005

"Can I get a lift, love?"

I worked my shift at the pub last night, and the Staropramen lager tap exploded 3 times in my face, which drenched me in what I refer to as piss foam. But that's not what ticked me...
120 poured pints and 6+1/2 hours later, I ammassed a generous 75p in tips, but that didn't tick me off either.
It is the drunken bastard who decided it was funny to sit on the luggage extension of my bike after my shift, and who flattened my tyre, that really pissed me off.
Who knows, I may have been the one who got him drunk in the first place.
75p and a flat tyre... thanks, mate!

2 comments:

Michael said...

Move to Ireland we are much better tippers.

alia said...

Hey Rasha! i am trying to catch up with all the posts... i have a lot to read... but you know i was quiet busy doing nothing on the beach! ;)
Summer is summer in this part of the world. Believe it or not there is sun and this big blue thing remember? sorry for your tyre :(