so, this man just rang, and asked to speak to our manager. i asked him what it was regarding, he said he wanted to speak to the manager. i said,
'i'm sorry, i'll have to know what you're ringing about exactly, so i can get the right person'
'WELL. it's regarding the clubnight on saturday'
'ok, are you the promoter?'
'no, i just want to speak to the manager to find out some information'
'well, if you tell me, i can probably let you know myself'
'i'd rather speak to the manager'
'ok, well, the manager is rather busy, so, i can probably help me if you'll let me know what you need to ask'
[this goes on for a while]
'FINE. it's about dress code and guestlist'
LIKE, YOU FUCKING COCK
'there's not usually a dress code at this venue'
'what? WELL. that's unusual. given that most clubs have dresscodes'
'i understand that, but there's not normally one here'
'so you can turn up in trainers?'
'so i can turn up in sportswear'
'well, yes i suppose so.this is for BDD, yes? well, just to make sure - their night is invite only, have you emailed them to received your email invite?'
'yes, yes i have. that's all sorted. and you're sure that sportswear is allowed?'
'are you planning on turning up in sportswear?'
'yeah. are you sure?'
'well, usually we don't. if you want to double check, you'd best email [insertpromoter] to double check'
'NO. it's YOUR night, can't you tell me?'
'well, it's actually an outside promoter putting the night on, sometimes they bring in certain restrictions that aren't usual club policy. so, if you email/ring them, that's probably the best idea.'
'i can't email them, i don't have access to the internet'
'but you've emailed them to sort out the invite?'
WHAT. YOU FUCK.
at one point he also said that he wanted to speak to a supervisor or someone in a higher position.