Cruelty At Work

Ah another fun-filled evening at good old JS is over. Had the usual collection of freaks in and for the umpteenth time have had the classic argument with some cocky teenager as to why just because only he has I.D. and not his mate, I am refusing to sell him alcohol. I used to try and explain the heady intricacies of the licensing law to them, but as they are just know-it-alls who don't bother to listen anyway I no longer bother. These days my standard response is "I'm not going to argue with you mate, I'm not prepared to sell you the alcohol" at which point I march off clutching the teens booze.

Today was a bit different as after the kid had had his daft argument he announced that his mate had I.D. anyway and so they could buy their booze! The whole of this argument went on as I was bent over with two bits of cardboard scooping up a broken bottle of wine dropped by a previous customer. And who said men can't multitask.
Well to be quite honest most of the time I can't - but sometimes I can, so there!!!

It is quite a change, when I was a teenager I was sure I would never grow up to be a 'Hitler' like this. I'd be this easygoing type who never forgot what it was like to be a teenager. You grow older and realise that in fact teenagers are generally stupid!! They think they know it all but have yet to grow up and realise that in fact none of us no that much at all - we've all got rather good at making it up as we go along. I'm no longer paranoid about being stupid and am at one with my foolishness.

To my amusement I do on occasions take great delight in winding up the angst-ridden teens I work with. A favourite is wearing a cardboard CD sleeve on my nose whilst working with one particular girl who is perhaps just a bit too image conscious and finds me serving customers wearing said sleeve highly embarrassing. I wouldn't do it if she didn't get embarrassed. Am I cruel...? Probably!! But it is fun!!