Pub Tales

[Riviera]

Ok, its no secret, i've been known to have a bit of a soft spot for the odd lager top now and again, but on Saturday something really strange happened in my local.

A couple who were having their last hurrah in our village pub before they bugger off to the otherside of the world, everyone was out in force to say goodbye and give them a good send off, the atmosphere was great, everything seemed to be going really well when the landlord for some unknown reason just lost it, he was effing and jeffing and basically told everyone to go home (thats the polite way of putting it), to say we were all shocked and amazed at this outburst was an understatement, he was taking a fortune behind the bar, and it was only 11pm (village pub = very rarely last orders called).

Needless to say everyone left in bad moods etc....on the Sunday i went back for a quick pint to see just why he lost it and to my amazement he acted as if nothing had happened, almost as if he had forgotten it, saw him again today and still nothing mentioned, its been the same with everyone else thats been back, hes not mentioned it........now normally hes the best landlord in the world, so the outburst was way out of character, anyone else got any random tales for pub visits?

[Frosty]

Actually Riv, my first part-time job (on top of my day job) was at the local, I was so chuffed to get the role. It burnt down 3 weeks later (not my fault), never to be re-built!

[marko69]

"Not my fault!" ...., that was a bit defensive was it not? What did you do? Leave the oven on?

[The Don]

When I was 17, I worked in my local. As it was a social club rather than a normal pub, I was allowed to serve. Anyway, long story short at the end of the night, probably around 2 in the morning, we were having a drink as usual. The gaffer spent most of the night drinking anyway. I can't remember how we got into it, but he was convinced I was going to drive home and demanded my keys. When I refused as I needed them early in the morning, he grabbed me by the throat and pretty much strangled me over the bar. Out of shock (and youth) I didn't really know what to do and it was someone else that dragged him off.

He did apologise afterwards. I saw him the other week actually and reminded him of it. Strangely enough, he wouldn't do it again.

[The Don]

Thinking about it, I also got throttled by a teacher once. Maybe it's just me

[goldandblack]

I remember my first day as a landlord of a pub, everything was going great, then this giant of a bloke with a bit of a rep walks in and askes for a pint of Adnams. I started to pour his pint and it ran out, as I had another ready to serve I started to pull a new pint from this new barrel, but nothing came out, the whole pub went quiet and this bloke got the hump and started coming the big en, I told him to p**s off and find a pub that's got beer, standing back waiting for the sore head, he walked out saying he will never come in my pub again.

anyway a big cheer went up and this local said can he have a pint of Adnams, I said you know we aint got any, he said just pull the top peg out and it will work. which it did, I said why didn't you tell me that before, he said the pubs been trying to get rid of that bloke for years.

[Floors]

I have Enough to write a book.

[Floors]

;o)

[Number 9]

I remember on Christmas Eve many many moons ago at a pub in Woodbridge, my friends and I decided to get dressed up (smart casual) and go out for a few drinks. It all started out very civilized...we had conversations about politics and world hunger...debating quietly at the corner table. But by the end of the night, I found myself with my tie around my head (Rambo style)...standing on the table in a much crowded pub...singing football chants. It was a fantastic time, and a pub tale I'll never forget.

[helen83]

Started thinking of things I could write on this thread but... find myself cringing with embarrassment
Alcohol is a terrible thing!

Some of my favourite pub memories are of watching world cup matches there though. Always such a good atmosphere when the world cup is on.

[BLUEBLOOD]

When I was 18ish my sister worked in the pub and nightclub and I made sure I got served by her of course I would hand over a £5 or £10 note and she would give the same in coins as change free drinks all night. I said what about the till being short she said later on when people were far too drunk to count their change she would give back less than you would get.
Got me thinking when I was in that state too I never checked my change just put it in my pocket without looking..
Probably goes on in most pubs and clubs....?