In the spirit of Biblo* – given that it has been noted on many occasions that I don’t update on a regular basis – I would like to share with you a moment which made me glad to be a journalism major:
Last customer, last order in a bar which has just totally scrubbed and polished every surface, ledge and piece of equipment in the building and whose staff are champing at the bit to leave:
Barman: what can I get you?
Customer: a bellini, two rusty nails and a mojito please.
Barman: @*^%!
*paying attention to all criticism, be it constructive or just plain irritating, and acting upon such commentary in the calm and rational manner which all visitors have come to expect.**
** cue hysterical laughter
