It's a common phenomenon, especially amongst men. There's a full Ad campaign here run by Snickers around being Hangry
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me . yes ill tell you if I'm not the only one.
Last edited by CAMiller; 29-01-2021 at 08:23 PM.
It's a common phenomenon, especially amongst men. There's a full Ad campaign here run by Snickers around being Hangry
I went in a fish and chip shop in Scarborough with missis and 2 kids.
12 tables, two taken.
sat down and ordered fish and chips tea bread n butter.
half hour later. place was full. all were getting food.
I asked several times where mine was. what tipped me over the edge after an hour , was a waiter came over and put a plate on the table
with the bill.
for fk all
I must admit I made a bit of a scene.
the police were understanding but barred.
Well I don't think I do but my wife says otherwise, ha-ha
When I'm behind someone at buffet, they fill plate with crab sticks, leaving none for anybody else.
Reminds me of my Dad.
It was a similar experience on a family holiday years ago when I was a kid. We had took the overnight trains to Brixham and arrived too early for lodgings we were in. We were all starving and my Dad saw that this cafe was open.
We went in, it was a greasy spoon type place, and sat down.
Surly Jilly No stars girl came over and said "wadda ya want", so my Dad said "have you got a menu" Girl said "it's on the wall" pointing to the wall. Sure enough the "menu" was painted on the wall (it was a classy place).
Breakfast was eventually delivered and Dad asked if they did takeaway sandwiches, the girl pointed to the wall again and said "it's on the wall" (this time with I'm dealing with an idiot sigh).
Food finished the girl returned with the bill and pointed to the till and muttered "pay there".
At that point my Dad decided that revenge was due and asked if they had a toilet (knowing there was a sign pointing to them) The reply was predictable, wall point etc etc, exasperated sigh.
It came for the time to leave and my Dad pulled an envelope (old pay packet) from his pocket put the exact money in it, sealed the envelope and liberally coated the outside with tomato sauce. He went over to the menu wall and "splat" attached the envelope.
We got up to leave and were nearly at the door when surly girl shouted "ay you've not paid"
Like a Texas gun fighter, almost in slow motion my Dad pointed to the envelope splattered on the wall menu, and said.....
(you can guess the rest"
Last edited by Grist_To_The_Mill; 30-01-2021 at 11:03 AM.