On our travels to various parts of this island fortress, we meet a weird and wonderful variety of people. This ranges from the incredibly interesting, to the mildly entertaining. Sometimes however we meet complete morons.
Last week in London (one of 4 days there in just over a week), we had directions to the loading bay of a venue. As is often the case, we approached from a different direction, and missed the entrance. When this happens I've found the best course of action is to park up, locate the entrance on foot and then return for the van. I found the loading bay entrance and noticed a security cabin at the side, so I walked in and asked the on duty guard if it was the correct bay, he proceeded to look about 3 feet to my left whilst talking to me, but he seemed to be responding to my questions so I assumed it was me he was talking to. I told him that I would be back in a couple of minutes with a white van, to which he nodded his assent.
As I drove into the entrance of the loading bay, he rushed out of his cabin and signalled to me to stop. He then demanded rather irately as to where do I think I was going? "To deliver to the hotel ", I replied,
"You cannot just drive in here like that", said mr security man,
"I didn't", I said, "I was in your cabin around 2 minutes ago and you told me to fetch my van in"
At this point I could see him concentrating really hard, obviously the synapses in his brain made some sort of connection because he nodded, his next outburst caught me a little off guard though, "You've stopped your van in the entrance, you can't stop there, you have all of the entrance blocked up", WTF, you signalled for me to stop you cretin, although I didn't actually use that term seeing as I was in quite a pleasant mood, "I only stopped there because you shouted stop", this time he was really struggling, obviously the communal brain cell was in the possession of another of his tribe on this particular night, "Well don't do it again" was his parting shot as he lumbered towards his cave!
Anyway the rest of the night was quite a success, with us presenting a range of items including one of our fully landscaped Scalextric tracks. This side of things seems to be picking up speed to the extent that we are investing in a host of new slot car racing products, and have launched a small website to cater for this market, this can be visited at Slot Car Party Hire
I also received my personal alcohol licence from Wakefield council this morning, so I am now authorised to dispense alcoholic beverages, or to authorise their sale. The new outside bar business should launch early in the new year.
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Last week in London (one of 4 days there in just over a week), we had directions to the loading bay of a venue. As is often the case, we approached from a different direction, and missed the entrance. When this happens I've found the best course of action is to park up, locate the entrance on foot and then return for the van. I found the loading bay entrance and noticed a security cabin at the side, so I walked in and asked the on duty guard if it was the correct bay, he proceeded to look about 3 feet to my left whilst talking to me, but he seemed to be responding to my questions so I assumed it was me he was talking to. I told him that I would be back in a couple of minutes with a white van, to which he nodded his assent.
As I drove into the entrance of the loading bay, he rushed out of his cabin and signalled to me to stop. He then demanded rather irately as to where do I think I was going? "To deliver to the hotel ", I replied,
"You cannot just drive in here like that", said mr security man,
"I didn't", I said, "I was in your cabin around 2 minutes ago and you told me to fetch my van in"
At this point I could see him concentrating really hard, obviously the synapses in his brain made some sort of connection because he nodded, his next outburst caught me a little off guard though, "You've stopped your van in the entrance, you can't stop there, you have all of the entrance blocked up", WTF, you signalled for me to stop you cretin, although I didn't actually use that term seeing as I was in quite a pleasant mood, "I only stopped there because you shouted stop", this time he was really struggling, obviously the communal brain cell was in the possession of another of his tribe on this particular night, "Well don't do it again" was his parting shot as he lumbered towards his cave!
Anyway the rest of the night was quite a success, with us presenting a range of items including one of our fully landscaped Scalextric tracks. This side of things seems to be picking up speed to the extent that we are investing in a host of new slot car racing products, and have launched a small website to cater for this market, this can be visited at Slot Car Party Hire
I also received my personal alcohol licence from Wakefield council this morning, so I am now authorised to dispense alcoholic beverages, or to authorise their sale. The new outside bar business should launch early in the new year.
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