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Liverpool v Everton that day and I work in the centre of Liverpool
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Cue a wave of young irish students who have a fascination with "suarez 1-0 wincasts", and half of our takings will be irish money
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old drunk men with their football coupons which will crash our till for about 5 seconds per coupon (maybe longer as the day progresses)
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customers who dont fill in unit stake boxes
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customers who smear spaghetti on their football coupon then blame YOU for it picking up the stains
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customers who hand you 50 betting slips and ask for prices on EVERY SINGLE ONE
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Cue drunken idiots having minor (maybe major too) scraps RE: opposing team
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Young tipsy lads/girls who are off to aintree and who only bet once a year getting arsey because they are apparently experts
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MOTHERS. I dare not ID their daughter who incidently looks about 16
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prams/pushchairs. Yes, your baby has a heartbeat so therefore it is very likely that they are under 18 years old and thus shouldn't be in the shop. Sorry but i dont make the rules!
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the placepot system crashing halfway through the day. This leads to one persn (usually me) having to go round re-writing people's bets out whilst they stand in the queue. OH, and if ONE PERSON gets to the tills then your colleagues really lay into you (and trust me, catering for about 100 people at a time is hard work! Usually I just snatch their bets whilst they are queuing up simply because I do not have time to explain it to them)
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The regular punters, god bless them, having a shock to their system when they realise they can no longer put a bet on literally 1 second before the race starts. There are usually around 100 people in a bookies at any given time so they have to fight their way through the crowds (which pisses off the non gamblers because they think they are queue jumping haha)
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Liverpool v Everton that day and I work in the centre of Liverpool
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Cue a wave of young irish students who have a fascination with "suarez 1-0 wincasts", and half of our takings will be irish money
•
old drunk men with their football coupons which will crash our till for about 5 seconds per coupon (maybe longer as the day progresses)
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customers who dont fill in unit stake boxes
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customers who smear spaghetti on their football coupon then blame YOU for it picking up the stains
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customers who hand you 50 betting slips and ask for prices on EVERY SINGLE ONE
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Cue drunken idiots having minor (maybe major too) scraps RE: opposing team
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Young tipsy lads/girls who are off to aintree and who only bet once a year getting arsey because they are apparently experts
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MOTHERS. I dare not ID their daughter who incidently looks about 16
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prams/pushchairs. Yes, your baby has a heartbeat so therefore it is very likely that they are under 18 years old and thus shouldn't be in the shop. Sorry but i dont make the rules!
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the placepot system crashing halfway through the day. This leads to one persn (usually me) having to go round re-writing people's bets out whilst they stand in the queue. OH, and if ONE PERSON gets to the tills then your colleagues really lay into you (and trust me, catering for about 100 people at a time is hard work! Usually I just snatch their bets whilst they are queuing up simply because I do not have time to explain it to them)
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The regular punters, god bless them, having a shock to their system when they realise they can no longer put a bet on literally 1 second before the race starts. There are usually around 100 people in a bookies at any given time so they have to fight their way through the crowds (which pisses off the non gamblers because they think they are queue jumping haha)
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The regulars who play cards on the table (had 2 of them square up to me before, but I think they respect me now because i didnt back down haha)
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an attractive 18 year old guy who spends his free time in the bookies (we are talking 10 hour stints). He dated a cashier briefly but was apparently weird
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the **** off man.... He puts £20 in the roulette... he only ever stakes £1 per spin and EVERY TIME he loses all he says is "**** off" or the occasional "****"
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Two grumpy old men who place £1.05 etc bets and query every single payout, heaven forbid if they ask for 6/4 and you see 11/8 EVEN IF they only have £1 staked
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Crazy cleaning lady who spends her day walking round every bookies in the city and cleans them up for free
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some guy who has had a stroke... he comes in either suited up or with slobber around his gob/on his shirt and screams "fiiiive pouuunds nummberrr 5 nexxxxxt racccce" - nice guy, just had a mental breakdown tho. He was a doctor!!
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The nits. The guys who know my name (I dont wear a name badge). They come round on comp day only, say "hi ste you ok?" and then have 1 demo and then go
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One young customer who is very standoffish with me. If I weren't so patient he'd have been barred by now.
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The young druggies/kebab shop owners. Don't get me wrong, some are nice! But the majority either slag you off in turkish, or come in acting like the shop is simply a big toilet for them to have a crap in. Or do some weeding deelings.
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Le Moana. He is actually one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet, and quite the ladies man it seems! He's about 50, but he just moans and moans about gambling. I hear 50 stories every day about how the machines are rigged!! But he has helped me out with my job on occasions.
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The golden oldies. Usually lovely with me! In and out with their 49's, some light flirting if permitted and bing! Job done.
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The lesbians! They come in as a couple, put on the 49s, stick around for a bit, I have a bit of a flirt/laugh with them and then they go! Lovely girls
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