Agecroft wrote:Yeah this guy was giving it the whole, who owns this magic set thing you can't do that in here.
He was rightly put in his place by those far more knowledgable than me to which his response was "get out of my pub we don't want your sort in here and you're never welcome back"
He he... psychology in the real world. I will not be told what I can and can't do by some overweight, jumped-up little hitler who doesn't even know why he's telling me to stop doing something. Anyway, we know where to avoid, got a sip of drink, all the money back, a bit of excitement, and I have a feeling his staff were laughing at him. You should have heard the bad noise he was giving me when he realised that he was giving out full refunds. I expect he'll have to explain it to his management, but that wilful inability to think pragmatically will keep him working on Saturdays for far longer than he needs, so really, he's his own punishment.
The backstreet boozer we ended up in was great, even if we were a bit late for food. Very welcoming, great beer, even an enthusiastic audience in the shape of young Amy. What was it called? The Crown and Anchor? A thoroughly nice pub. Vicky behind the bar was saying that lots of other groups meet there in the week, including one interested in Sci Fi.