16th and 17th Feb.
Friday night went by quite peacefully until fairly late on when one of the barman saw someone break one of the pool cues and decided to challenge the person over it, instead of coming to us. The manager had seen this going on and managed to extricate his barman from the situation and then came and told us. D and myself went over to where the guys were now arguing with some other regulars and basically what was a build up to a row kind of dissipated as we approached. Funny how peoples beer muscles disappear when a real challenge comes along.
Anyway, the guys decided to leave before being told to and as they left some of the regulars went out as well, including one chap that D had caught getting very threatening and basically carried him out with his feet a couple of inches off the floor.
No sooner had they got out of the car park and a fight broke out in the middle of the road. Me and D just stood in the foyer and pi$$ed ourselves laughing at the idiots and their windmilling punches.
Eventually the old bill came along and everyone dispersed.
Saturday was quiet all night except for the bit of excitement I mentioned at my daughters birthday party.
23rd, 24th and 25th Feb.
Friday was karaoke night again and not a spot of trouble.
Saturday was live music night with 2 bands playing and although we had to eject two people it was nothing out of the ordinary.
A couple of things happened though that amused me.
A bunch of kids came up to the door and asked if they could come in. They looked young so I asked for some ID.
"But we're here for the gig." they said.
"Aaaaaand?" I replied. "It's not a cafe you know. You still need to be over 18"
The look of consternation was priceless.
A bit later another bunch of kids approached the pub and as before I asked for their ID.
One lad gave me his driving licence. I looked at it and it said his birthday was August 1989.
I stared at it for ages as I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
"You're only 17," I said.
"Err, yeah. Okay don't worry about it." he replied and left.
Are some people stupid or what?
Sunday night was dead as usual.
Anyone else got any interesting door stories? Surely Gavin, Cord, Myself and the late lamented Mark are not the only people to work the doors on this forum?