| The salt cellar SUCKS. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| No crappy introduction today, folks. We are straight onto the topic which is: my hate for the salt cellar.. Its the crappest pub/resturant in middlewich by far. I absolutley hate it. Why? Lets take a look at some reasons, shall we...? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Its too expensive: Since when does everything have to be so damn expensive? Those tasty-but-not-enough portions of nuts behind the bar.. they should be giving them away for free, not charging 60p for a tiny handfull. But hey, thats just the nuts; Beer is very expensive there. You can buy two pints for a fiver and have very little change. Buy those same two pints at kings, and you've got enough to buy a few packets of crisps, atleast. Why do people go there to get drunk? Its too expensive, assholes. No wait - it gets worse. The prices for the actual food is stupid compaired to some of the places I've been. And even the fruit machines are 30p a play. Dammit, what ever happened to the humble 5p a play efforts? |
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| The location is snobbish: What? You cry. Think about it, all up that area of middlewich is the "posh" land. The house are nice, fair enough. But because the industrial estate is there, 24hour sprogs up and so does travel lodge. That part of middlewich is a very rich area, thus targeted at rich people. When us tramps go in to salt cellar, we get looked down on by rich assholes with their �44,000 per year jobs. They can employ the likes of us becuase we aren't a target comsumer. |
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| The pay is crap: Come on, sean nearly shat himself when he went to �4 an hour at 18. What the fuck? Procter is earning peanuts and kearns (when he was working there) was earning something like �3.40 an hour. Twat the boss, lads. Rob the money you should have been earning, instead of him keeping it all to his big fat self. At the prices they charge, they could easily afford to pay you a bit more. |
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| The food is disgusting: From what I've seen, it makes me cry to think what they call "food". Shitty, tiny, retarded pizzas for �2something. Yuck. And even the chocolate dessert had something wrong with it; it wasn't edible. If they had some proper chefs in the back making fresh food, not rav slatting some half cooked shite into a microwave then I might eat there. Oh, and they'd have to knock the prices down too. The worst is to come: They drop food on the floor then put it back onto the plate. WHAT? Only an asshole could do that...oh..wait... |
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| All the staff are ass-holes (two are now ex-employees, they got sacked for being ass-holes): | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Obviously, my freinds are the best thing at salt cellar (which aint much to go by). But the real staff..( i.e. Tom Hobbley who intends to make a career there) are the real assholes. No polite smile when they hand you a warm beer... nope, just a big evil grin - more cash, they are thinking. And the fat boss? He needs a kick in his fat ass. Hey and these are just the staff that I know about, I bet theres way more. Scotty? Steveo? Please. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| They wont employ shaggers: Come on, give the poor fucker a chance. Just because he didn't fill out his CV properly, doesn't mean he should be disqualifed from having a job. I bet they threw his CV into the bin without a second glance. Wankers. |
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| It crushes kids spirits: When I used to work at mistrys pharmacy, it gave me more skills than I expected - I know a good disposable camera when I see one. And I know that the ones that the salt cellar sell are really are shit. They use a cheapo film called "italiano" which sucks. If the photos work (which only about 40% of the cameras do) they come out of a lame quality. The film is usually just blank anyway. Ever get the chance to get one of these cameras in your grubby little hands? Break off the cardboard surrounding and marvel at the peice of shit it really is. The amount of kids who bought a camera, took some photos at TC's play barn (kiddies part at the cellar), then had them developed is quite a lot to be honest. And a hell of alot go home dissapointed. I normally just tell the parents, and let them tell the sprog that thier birthday photos didn't work. And a fiver for one of those cameras? 12 exposure? What a rip-off! But don't buy cameras at mistrys pharmacy - mistry is an asshole. |
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| It crushes kids: Kim metcalf works there. Watch out kids!! She might sit on you!! |
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| Loud kids are allowed there: Once I remember sitting there just listening to this brat whining that it didnt want its food there. Okay, I couldn't blame it for not wanting to eat it, but it was screaming and shouting. It pissed me off. |
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| There are no streakers: Come on, nothing beats a naked man flapping his dick around whilst your attempting to eat the food. |
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| Im sure there is pleanty of more stuff that I dont know about - hell im just a customer. The staff will know more stuff than I ever will. Happily, I will never hear of the dissgusting stuff they do to the food - and neither willl the posh snobs that eat there. Enjoy your food, assholes. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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