Re: what happens to the drunk
"Who can't differentiate between the bar and the urinal?"
A friend had a job to paint the loo in a bookies on Kilburn High Rd(*). He got fed up with people ignoring the sign on the door and barging in, so he locked the door and got on with the job.
He discovered from the manager that desperate punters had been simply standing close up to the carpet covered counter, careful to avoid splashing.
(* I don't remember which one. Every other shop on the High Rd is a turf accountant)
Biting the hand that feeds IT
