Had an awful prick of a manager when I ran the bar in our university. The bar had come under the control of a large catering company and he was the son of a managing director. I was 22 and managing the pub and the was 21 and managing me, a completely ludicrous situation.
He was a right arse, a complete sexist who, when interviewing potential employees came to me afterwards commenting on which ones looked good and which ones didn’t. He started sleeping with one of the barmaids, while also cheating on her with another one for about a year.
Everyone hated him, from the security staff, to the local Gardaí to the patrons. He was a smarmy git, completely two-faced. I left the company after four years with them, couldn’t stand the man. The bar has since been completely run into the ground, with no-one going there anymore. I’d like to think it was his fault and that it happened when I left was more than a coincidence.
