Vapin' Joe
Formerly known as Smokin Joe
- Location
- Bare headed cyclist, Smoker
Oh my God, here comes the pub bore...
Oh my God, here comes the pub bore...
I am alone all day, (nearly) every day and I have been for over 12 years!Your privelege of course, but there are lots of reasons. Social interaction if you've been alone all day; chance encounters with the other sex (); draught bitter; relieving cabin fever by just being somewhere different; stretching your legs; scampi fries (
) etc
I'm trying to keep him to the 14 units per week limit ....Selfless!
Yeah, he's pretty rough ....Oh my God, here comes the pub bore...
How can the dog afford the grog. A whippet round?I'm trying to keep him to the 14 units per week limit ....
I have never felt uncomfortable or self conscious on my own. In my drinking days if there was a band playing in a pub that I particularly wanted to listen to I would make a point of going alone so I could hear them without having to have a shouted conversation above the music with someone. The big danger, of course, was attracting the pub bore who was looking for some defenceless soul to hone in on.
Oh how I know what you mean.Before Christmas I was engaged in conversation by someone whom I suddenly realized,with horror,had been the class bore at school.I hadn't recognized him, but all of a sudden,the awful reality hit me.Now a beer bore,I traversed the world with him, listening to tales of beers drunk in far flung places such as Manchester ,Lincoln etc.I stuck my hands in my pockets so as not to punch him and then endured a "lesson" on the best lawnmowers of all time!All the while,my other old friends from school stood grinning at the end of the bar.S**s, the lot of them-and next Christmas,its their turn.It's one of life's mysteries in that if you go looking for a bit of company you will end up alone and if you to be alone with your thoughts, some prat will insist in talking rubbish to you.
Worst case I ever had wasn't in a pub but on the Rathlin island ferry a few years ago. An hour trapped on a tiny ferry with the world's most boring man who insisted in following me around and was in serious danger of "falling" overboard![]()
Oops, Internet Error #2,348: Telling an entire world's worth of pub bores exactly where to find you!I like sitting in the red lion in leytonstone with the evening standard and having a pint or 2 of Sharps Cornish coaster. A weak beer that tastes lovely.
Pint. A Kindle. No interuptions.Nothing at all wrong with it, though I tend to do my drinking alone when I'm away on business.
Actually, I've got a book I want to get into, and I really fancy a pint of Old Original.... Hmmmm.....
Oops, Internet Error #2,348: Telling an entire world's worth of pub bores exactly where to find you!
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I like going for a quiet pint now and again on my own but I have a terrible habit of attracting the Pub Bore with alarming regularity. I must have a sign on me or give off an idiot pherenome. It kind of ruins the point of going in the first placeI have never felt uncomfortable or self conscious on my own. In my drinking days if there was a band playing in a pub that I particularly wanted to listen to I would make a point of going alone so I could hear them without having to have a shouted conversation above the music with someone. The big danger, of course, was attracting the pub bore who was looking for some defenceless soul to hone in on.