Saturday, January 29, 2022

Pub work 4/5

I think my start time was 10am. The hotel manager Frank was a good enough bloke. When  I arrived at work Frank called me and and a nice uni student Keith aside. He said, sorry but last night in the saloon bar tills (cash registers) were down and Don, the licensee of the hotel, told me to sack whoever was working. 

So that was that. Keith and I were sacked. I was fairly experienced by then and I did not make mistakes with money. Keith seemed like a decent bloke with some experience and didn't seem the type to take money from the till, but when very busy it could be difficult to keep track of monies. Really, I am at a loss to know why the tills were down.

I went in to collect my final pay and the lovely young bar attendant whose name I think was Keiren told me that I had the support of all the staff if I wanted to challenge my sacking. I thanked her but said no.

After a couple of idle days, I thought I need to work or I won't have money. A new discotheque called Babes had opened at the Chevron Hotel. I worked there for one night. The music volume was horrendous and ordered drinks so complicated. Not for me. 

I lasted two nights at a hotel in the posh suburb of Brighton, my own family's original landholding area. I had no idea how horribly private school boys treated hotel staff. Their ages were about 16 to 22, while the legal age for alcohol was 18. Age was not policed. I can't remember the details now, but the handsome, fair haired, nicely dressed and groomed, so well spoken were just horrible nasty young men to those who served them.

Don't ever believe Australia is classless society, although I do believe it is less class based now than than the time I describe. Hotel bar staff would simply not tolerate such treatment as I received back then. 

A few years ago we dined at the same hotel with Brighton Antique Dealer. It wasn't great, very noisy, but the staff were nice. 

I was very sad to leave my grandmother alone, but I moved back home to Gippsland region to be with my father and stepmother. I had grown up rather a lot, with a better understanding of the people and life.

I've just changed the headline to 4/5 because I've not mentioned Olwyn, a big part of my pub working time. I reckon I could make it 8, if you want me to write about what else I did during the eighteen months or two years when I worked in a pub. I'll try to treat your sensibilities well but there are matters that cannot be ignored. 

37 comments:

  1. Anonymous5:34 am

    I would just LOVE to have more information, no matter how sordid, about your pub live. Go for it! Roderick

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    1. Roderick, for the really sordid you should read my other blog.

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  2. The sacking was so unfair - unless of course you are not telling us everything!

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    1. YP, what's a fiver here or there to rich prick like the boss was?

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  3. Of course we want more. I wonder how many other young workers were (and are) sacked when the till doesn't balance.
    We do indeed live in a society which divides people. Not necessarily by birth but certainly by money. Still.

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    1. EC, I think it was quite common then. I do think even money divides less than it used to. There was a secretiveness about wealth back then that doesn't seem so secret now.

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  4. I've never wanted to work to a lot of background noise. I simply can't hear what anyone is saying.

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    1. Tasker, just a pub can be loud enough, let alone a disco.

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    1. Sadly Jackie, the really juicy stuff must be left out.

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  6. Over My Three Separate Travels , You're Right , The Aussies Were Extremely Classy - The Hotel Pub Were Very Inviting For Sure - Staff Were Prompt And Aware Of Patrons Needs - I Highly Encourage You To Share More Stories With Us - Also, Just Watched The Documentary About Albert Park's New F1 Layout - Totally Impressed - Have A Fabulous Weekend Brother Drew - And Keep Testing Negative

    Cheers

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    1. Padre, even without tipping here, I rarely have complaints about the service. At times in Canada and especially New York the service to be so sickly sweet. Please go away and stop asking us if everything is ok, as you lean in on us with your half exposed breasts in our faces.

      I haven't heard of the doco. We have suffered the road closures of Lakeside Drive but aside from resurfacing, nothing else seems to have changed. Maybe it is Aughtie Drive part. As I am sure you know, we are not fond of the F1 here.

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  7. The first jobs as a young adult are life shaping. Who was good to the workers, who was not, the fairness of the pay, how supportive were the customers, were health and safety issues taken seriously etc. I am assuming you learned a lot from your pub jobs.

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    1. Indeed all true Hels. So what was your first employment? A barmaid in the East End of London? Vegetable row digging at a kibbutz?

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    2. After matriculation, I did a Gap Year programme overseas and spent 6 months of that year getting up at 4.30 AM picking fruit and cleaning hens' coops. The work was fine but from that year on, I NEVER got up at 4.30 AM again.

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  8. I never had a problem with cash handling until I worked for a very busy place. My drawer was always off. I could not understand how that could be. The manager kept saying it wasn't a big deal, that everyone's tills were short. It made me very uncomfortable. I took another job. The manager took a job at another store for a hefty raise. She was fired very quickly. Turned out SHE was stealing from the till.

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    1. Wow Debby. At least she didn't try to blame anyone directly. Not many pay by cash here now, so the opportunities to steal cash are nearly non existent. You've made me wonder now if the same may have happened where I worked.

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  9. Sensibilities be damned. I find the people who create the classes here are the ones who think they are better than everyone else. The rest of us just laugh at them. But you are right, there is a certain type (typically private school boys from my experience) who need a harsh dose of reality.

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    1. Caro, I hadn't thought about that really but most people here do laugh at class pretentiousness.
      Yet by the age of 18 when they might be young smart arses, at a younger age the can be incredibly polite and kind, until they are in a group.

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  10. Great story. More please!

    XO
    WWW

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  11. Go ahead and write the full stories, we don't mind and they're worth reading.
    On a different topic, I spoke to neighbour C about her petunias and she says she does cut them back, but then feeds them with a bit of liquid fertiliser and the grow back a bit before the flowers start again. So, Petunia, you just need a little patience and your pot will bloom again.

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    1. Thanks River. Flowers are starting to appear but not enough for a photo yet.

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  12. P.S. I suspect Frank had his hands in the tills. And I've seen movies and read books about boys in private schools and how entitled they all think they are.

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    1. As Debby above suggested too River. He used to remove the till drawers at closing time and do the counting. Some of the English private school boys can be the absolute worst.

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    2. It was the only place that I ever worked that the manager counted my drawer without me being present. She pulled the drawers and counted alone.

      Note: at my next job, at the end of the day, my count was nearly always correct to the penny.

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  13. If there’s more to be told - then tell us. We’re all ears:)

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    1. Cathy, perhaps not as juicy as 3 of 4, but we shall see.

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  14. I always imagined a very young Andrew, escaping from his cot/pram, and taking a job as a tram driver. I don't see you as a barman.

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    1. Cro, I was doing really well in my tram driver training until my instructor told me, now we will start picking up passengers. It went so horribly wrong then.

      During the time of my gainful employment, I learnt 'the customer is always right' was not my thing.

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  15. Your and the other employee's firing seems to have been very swift. Was it the first time the receipts were down or had it happened a few times?

    I still remember every summer job I had and like to hear about others' jobs too. So keep on :)

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    1. So long ago Jenny. Maybe they were.

      Do tell us about your summer jobs. 'I was just a waitress in a cocktail bar. That much was true'.

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    2. Hah! Try a KFC not a bar. lol

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  16. Yes give us more. Very interesting

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    1. Diane, a fine line to keep it nice, but I will.

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  17. Interesting story about your life, write more. Sad about the firing, sounds unfair.

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