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went in for a pint a couple of days ago, and got painfully dirty looks of the lady at the bar. like she was deciding to serve me at all, or to just chuck me out for being the only thing in the pub that wasn't nice shiny and looked like ikea furniture.
she gave me a horrible 'you scum' look and shrug-combo when I asked where the pile of newspapers were. She looked like she wanted to kill me.
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