Fortunately, some quick thinking on the part of my colleague, James who has experienced this treatment before saved the day. After seeing the reserved signs going up at other tables, he quickly launched a pre-emptive strike and dashed off to reserve our table, we got our own little 'Reserved until 8ish' sign and everything! But honestly, having to reserve the table that you are sitting at so that it doesn't get giving away by some blackshirted fascist pub manager who suffers badly from a lack of good old fashoined GDFD, I despair!
Monday, February 26, 2007
A Brazen cheek!
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