My Weekend

It was a busy weekend here. This is apparently the start of the busy season for pubs around here. According to my boss from here on out it will just start to get busier as we go. It won't be so bad now that we have a full staff again. We picked up some more people at the end of the week so that should help out a bit. That will mean less hours for everyone else here, but I'm of two minds on that. While the extra cash would be nice, I also won't mind not having to work the crazy hours. So whatever happens, I guess. 

But, back to the fun. So Friday night was pretty busy. We had a good crowd all night and so we were all well occupied. At the end of the night I was going through and cleaning the floor. I was picking up the empty glasses, rubbish and whatever else happened to be lying about and then cleaning the tables. I walked over to one of the corners to find a guy passed out. I tried to get him up a couple of times and he would just open his eyes and then he was out again. So I called over the manager and he tried to get him up to no avail. He would pick him up and this guy would just fall over. So finally he tells him he was going to call the cops and the guys books. Just far enough though so he passes out in front of the pub. So my manager tries to get him up for about half an hour, until finally we called the Accident and Emergency Room to come and pick this guy o he wouldn't get to cold in the night. 

Saturday we were pretty busy again for the first part of the night, than it calmed down quite a bit. It was actually kind of nice. While working, we have to scan all the bills we get under a UV light to check for a special mark because they have such a problem with counterfeiters over here. I grabbed a 20 from a guy, put it under the light and no mark. Called my manager over and he took a look, and yup, fake. So I told the guy that bill was no good and I needed to hold on to it. He at the point proceeded to freak out and start yelling at me. He seemed pretty legitimately, pissed, more so that he got caught than anything else. He ended up storming out. My boss told me later that he was pretty sure the guy was going to jump the bar. That would have made the night a whole lot more interesting....