Bendy Girl had a very bad experience at a Wetherspoons pub where the manager harassed, intimidated and humiliated her in front of the clientele.
Bad enough, you might think, but even worse for someone who was in a spot of bother, needed understanding and help (on her own terms), and whose friends were trying to protect her.
I also think the attitude of the rest of the bar staff shows just how far out of line the manager was.
I’ve let Wetherspoons know what I think, but I’ll also be avoiding any Wetherspoons pub in the future as well. (Not that I frequent many pubs, but I’ll make sure the few don’t include theirs.)
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The incident has also been picked up by A Very British Dude and Humaniform (scroll down to this week’s links), so in the interests of solidarity I’m giving them a mention. If you decide to take this up and give Wetherspoons a slap, let me know and I’ll link to your post as well.
From the middle of February through to early May I spend at least two hours a day digging or hoeing.
With 19 large vegetable beds, two half acre fields, a quarter acre field and an assortment of herb beds, soft fruit beds and young trees to prepare for the growing season, there’s a lot to do but little and often is the best approach.
The work is hard, but in the right conditions—sunshine, cool but not cold temperatures and little or no wind—I can easily blast through six hours or more of digging in a day. Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve been working outside in the cold and the wind for a couple of hours while the boys lounged around inside, so I thought I’d give them a nice cuddle when I came in.
Their response?
“Get lost, Pa! You’re a stinky minger.” Read the rest of this entry »
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