Behind the Bar, but Not Quite There: One Man's Pub Nightmare
When 25-year-old Simon Hattenstone landed his dream job at The Friendship Inn in Prestwich, he thought he was exactly where he belonged – surrounded by pints of Guinness and the familiar chatter of pub patrons. His best friend Ned had secured him a spot behind the bar, but it quickly became apparent that this was not going to be an easy gig.
As Simon donned his apron and prepared for his first shift, he found himself paralyzed with anxiety. The seemingly innocuous shape of the bar, which resembled a ship's bow, proved to be a recipe for disaster. Every time he moved in one direction, customers began calling out from the other side, making it impossible for him to remember their names or recall the drinks they had ordered.
Panic set in as Simon frantically tried to serve his first customers, but everything that could go wrong did. He poured beer into glasses meant for red wine, mixed up his beers, and even broke a glass (or two). The pub patrons' faces twisted into grotesque caricatures, as if they were witnessing some kind of horror movie.
As the chaos reached its peak, Simon's legs began to buckle beneath him. He felt like he was going to pass out from sheer exhaustion and embarrassment. His manager, sensing his distress, intervened with a merciful yet firm message: it was time for Simon to leave.
The aftermath was just as painful as the ordeal itself. Unable to face his parents or his best friend Ned, Simon retreated into a shell of shame and humiliation. But 40 years on, he's finally begun to open up about his pub-hopping nightmare to fellow bartenders, using a humorous phrase coined by one of them: "aversion therapy."
Simon's story serves as a reminder that even the most seemingly simple profession can be intimidating for those who are new to it. And while we may not all end up in pub drama like Simon did, we've all been there – if only occasionally wondering how someone else manages to pour pints with such ease behind the bar.
When 25-year-old Simon Hattenstone landed his dream job at The Friendship Inn in Prestwich, he thought he was exactly where he belonged – surrounded by pints of Guinness and the familiar chatter of pub patrons. His best friend Ned had secured him a spot behind the bar, but it quickly became apparent that this was not going to be an easy gig.
As Simon donned his apron and prepared for his first shift, he found himself paralyzed with anxiety. The seemingly innocuous shape of the bar, which resembled a ship's bow, proved to be a recipe for disaster. Every time he moved in one direction, customers began calling out from the other side, making it impossible for him to remember their names or recall the drinks they had ordered.
Panic set in as Simon frantically tried to serve his first customers, but everything that could go wrong did. He poured beer into glasses meant for red wine, mixed up his beers, and even broke a glass (or two). The pub patrons' faces twisted into grotesque caricatures, as if they were witnessing some kind of horror movie.
As the chaos reached its peak, Simon's legs began to buckle beneath him. He felt like he was going to pass out from sheer exhaustion and embarrassment. His manager, sensing his distress, intervened with a merciful yet firm message: it was time for Simon to leave.
The aftermath was just as painful as the ordeal itself. Unable to face his parents or his best friend Ned, Simon retreated into a shell of shame and humiliation. But 40 years on, he's finally begun to open up about his pub-hopping nightmare to fellow bartenders, using a humorous phrase coined by one of them: "aversion therapy."
Simon's story serves as a reminder that even the most seemingly simple profession can be intimidating for those who are new to it. And while we may not all end up in pub drama like Simon did, we've all been there – if only occasionally wondering how someone else manages to pour pints with such ease behind the bar.