Right. Enough. Can everyone stop playing musical chairs and just get normal jobs!? After a fortnight of getting rogered by F%#@book bombardments and messages about venues seeking gap-staff coupled with the turmoil of one hapless bar team getting turfed onto the street only to be taken back in again (very Godfather 3) I'm throwing down the gauntlet.
Listen up Melbourne - the public are thirsty! Get on with it.
That being said, good luck to the Seamstress cats who have a fresh start and a chance at a do-over. If you can sort those bar stools out (i.e get rid of 'em for Pete's sake), I'll be a happy participant in your delicious flavours once again.
Good luck!
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