Vexated Harry stomped over to outside the cashier's window.
"What are you playing at?"
"Sorry Sir, can't serve you. We've had reports of people in cars filling up and driving off without paying. You have a car. You need to leave."
Annoyed, Harry did just that. He still had a quarter of a tank of petrol left anyhow.
Hungry, he stopped off at a local supermarket to purchase a sandwich.
As he walked over to the snack refrigerator, he noticed lots of yellow stickers. Goody goody, reductions galore. Aha a turkey coleslaw sub for 85p but wait! Tuna crunch on malted bread only 65p....he was about to check the sticker on the chicken triple when....
"Sorry Sir, you need to leave..."
"But but....what have I done?"
"You know what you're doing with those reductions. It's not fair on the other customers. We've had a memo about people buying for value on the reduced produce. You have to leave now."
Totally perplexed Harry drove, in a somewhat zombified state to a local pub. He needed a pint to steady his nerves. Surely there wouldn't be a problem there, this wasn't Scotland, he could get away with a pint. Just to be safe he ordered a low alcohol beverage and started to drink it.....aah ice cool refreshment...but...
"Sir I'm going to ask you to leave....."
"Not again! Surely this is a wind up!"
"No Sir we've had a memo about people buying drink, drinking it and getting drunk and disorderly. You need to leave Sir."
"But but, I'm just having the one. It's barely 3% abv."
"I know you are Sir, but you still need to leave. I'm only doing what my manager tells me. We've had problems with disorderly behaviour Sir."
"Well ok I'll swap to orange juice"
"No Sir, you must leave"
Well Harry was positively baffled. Best to drive home to his kids and wife. Write the day off as a bad 'un
He turned the key in the door ready to be welcomed into the warm glow of cosy family life.
There they were, the loves of his life. His beautiful wife and two kids.
"Stranger danger!!" Shrieked the two kids as they ran up the stairs.
What was up with that? Some bizarre game they were playing at school maybe. He went to hug his good wife.
She recoiled violently pulling the pin out of a personal attack alarm.
"Get out the house now!!" She shrieked over the alarm, "you have to leave"
"Oh bugger this" moaned Harry, "I'm off to Mecca bingo to play Elvis in community"
I recently saw the irony when 2 Polish floor walkers were asking me to leave their arcade, talking about "hard working proples money" and "i was taking what i was not entitled to." Made me chuckle.
The whole episode is very unsporting by all the major operators. It smacks of a deliberate plot to fish out 'player' profiles. When I went £600 into a £70 Winwall for a feature in Dunstable, did I bar the Mecca? Did I insist Rank Leisure were barred and needed to move the building and contents off the land?
I'd understand a barring if we were getting zappers to touch the motherboard by prying open doors and communicating via UV waves to intergalactic space monsters but we're pressing buttons.
Sour grapes. I also think that watching paint dry should replace this so called National pastime. I've played bingo in the past and apart from Cardiff with their 'twiffity daff' and chicken deluxe special it's usually a mind numbing experience.
"We're now playing for one line for a fiver"
It's only really the National Links with the uber prize fund that hold any sort of appeal. Claim Nantgarw. Oh I blinked and now some uber gran has the 50k.
Grapes that are sour. Press your E-package closest to when you think the paint has dried and you too could win £5.
I hope they do chip them soon its get annoying now hearing the £1000+ days every Tom dick and Harry's having now and I can't fart in a arc without getting asked to leave...lolob wrote:Are they actually gonna just keep it how it is and juSt look out for people playing it a certain way and barring em.... pretty mad....
Must be very smelly farts. I got barred from a pub once for farting - to be fair, it did fucking reek, people were actually gagging, and I couldn't help laughing. It was particularly churlish, people were trying to eat.Eddie empty wrote:I hope they do chip them soon its get annoying now hearing the £1000+ days every Tom dick and Harry's having now and I can't fart in a arc without getting asked to leave...lol
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It's amazing what they can get away with saying.