The Clubhouse Podcast #119 | Topics Thread
Added 2021-08-25 12:32:08 +0000 UTCHey, all you sweet vintage lads!
I’ll be back this Sunday for another Clubhouse, unsure whether we will have a guest or not just yet. Stay tuned for that announcement. Be sure to leave your topics and advice threads in this post ASAP.
I hope you all stay safe and make informed decisions. See you Sunday - Tyler
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Hey boys, I have a question inquiring about some fitness things. As of right now I’m a 19 year old that is 6 foot about 195 pounds. I’ve been working out for about three months, but I still feel like I look like a slob. In middle school I was about 240 pounds and like 5’ 8”. My freshman year in high school I went down to like 180pound and then dropped to 160 pounds, then 150. The first day of my senior year I was rushed to the hospital and they found out I had type one diabetes and had a blood sugar of about 600. My weight was about 140 pounds. Since this I’ve been working hard to make my body and mind feel good, but currently I’m struggling with body dysmenorrhea and feel really bad about all my extra skin. I know I can make my self look more expectable to me if I can put on more muscle. I made this post to see if you have and tips on how to build muscle and some of the best exercises. I know you where talking about a fitness program you wanted to do, but I also know you have had a whole shit ton of other thing happening in your life. Just curious as to if your still planning on trying that in the future Thank you much boys, have a day.
Joshua
2021-08-28 23:51:43 +0000 UTCHello boys, I’m back (again…)! Right for those who didn’t listen to Clubhouse 117, I don’t know how but I got myself working at this Hotel where I stayed for a week and got myself into some “scandals” that I’m sure Tyler has already recapped. I’m not going to fuck about because this story is going to be a LONG fucker. Ladies and Gents, I give you Hotel of Horrors, Part 2: The Pink Parasite It all started on Monday when I went back to the hotel and surprisingly enough this story lasts FOUR FUCKING DAYS. Yeah, this is gonna be rough. Day 1 – The new employee. Everything was going well, I had just come off my break and I was walking back to the bar, the new bar manager had come down to cover someone else’s break. Now she was completely new to this job, let’s call her Nicky. Nicky was proper working class; she was constantly complaining about the people at the club being “Posh” and “Too Middle Class”. Now ofc you do get those people who are genuinely insufferable, but she was complaining about everyone, even the nice people who gave her tips. She was damn good at her job though; she was blasting through orders like they were nothing. Until the kegs stopped working. Nobody but myself knew how to change the kegs so I asked the customers to wait just two seconds while I sorted it out. We were missing two replacement kegs and we had ran out of gas. So I went out to tell Nicky and to my fucking surprise she had taken another order, added an extra drink on to the bill that they didn’t pay for, took the money AND locked her keycard in the till (meaning she could not take payment or open the till). Yeah, she did something real stupid. However the queue just grew and grew, quickly turning into a crowd and then to a mob. Nicky was having a meltdown while customers were asking for drinks, trying to get the money back for bad drinks and wrong orders. Shit just blew up. I went down my manager’s office to go let her know, she sorted the kegs out and sent someone up to sort the till out. I was only gone for around 5 minutes. I walked back into the bar and Nicky had just stormed off to the back room, I followed her of course and I found her sitting down bawling her eyes out while the owner of the hotel was trying to comfort her. I asked what happened and apparently this lady with pink hair absolutely ripped into her, saying somethings that were very uncalled for. I feel like this is a good time to mention that I’ve gained a reputation at the hotel for taking absolutely no shit from anyone, which is great because very few people fuck about with me, but those who do absolutely go as hard as possible. Obviously being upset that my colleague has been horribly mistreated, I was about to go out there and give her a piece of my mind. Nicky stopped me and I let it be, for now. We managed to calm the mob down and got through all the orders, but the pink haired woman came back up for another order. G&T with Pink Gin and Lemon. Now she came up saying that her previous drink (which was in her hand and the same as the one she just ordered) was wrong. She claimed they used the wrong gin, which was bullshit because the drink was pink and there was only one gin we had that was pink. I didn’t say anything, but then she started talking about how the previous server was incompetent and “Weak”. I stopped in my tracks there, I turned to her and said, “I am more than happy to serve you, however if you continue to insult my colleagues I shall be asking you and your party to leave.” She started claiming she wasn’t insulting anyone, I just carried on making the drinks. I gave it to her while she was droning on, took her payment and cracked on. However while she was walking away, I heard her say something along the lines of “All these fucking morons” under her breath. I was trying my upmost hardest to not do anything. She didn’t come back up for a while. When she did Nicky had gone home and it was me and Jayden (another agency worker) working the bar. She came up asking what time we were closing the bar. My shift ends at 9pm, so I said we’d be doing last calls at 8:30. “No you’re not! I have a group of 20 here and we’ll be coming back up.” I gave her a smile and said, “Had you treated me and my colleagues with a little bit of respect, I would have considered staying open for you.” She went fucking nuts, swearing her arse off in front of loads of people. I told her to leave, she just carried on. So I called security. They came and took her and her party of 4 out of the bar and I thought that was that. A little bit of a drama but nothing more. Day 2 – The Membership Fiasco. Everything was going well, it was a pretty calm day, but an hour before my shift ended, she returned. She didn’t see me as I was in the back putting the glasses in the wash. However this time she was complaining about prices of Sandwiches of all things. To be fair to her, they were charging £6 for a sandwich that wasn’t that good. With a members discount it’d come to £4 give or take. She had never mentioned that she was a member before until now, and when she had realised the members discount hadn’t been applied to anything she bought, she went and asked for a refund on EVERYTHING she bought. Now this just wasn’t possible, we had offered her £20 in credit because of this, yet she continued to bitch and moan asking for a refund on drinks and food she had already consumed that totalled to around £200. Now this is where I came back out to the bar. She saw me and she instantly shut up. I asked my mates what was going on and they explained everything. I looked at her and I just said “You know what I’m going to say, don’t you?” She stayed quiet. I gave her two choices. The £20 credit, or nothing. She just stood there. Silent. Honestly the fact she was so quiet was slightly concerning as she hadn’t shut up before. She took the £20 and walked away. Day 3 – Assault. On this day I was working restaurant service and as per, she was there giving me dirty looks. However she caused no issues today (as far as I know anyway). However this old woman, in her 70s at the least, was looking for some of the vegan options at the buffet. She approached me and asked, I checked at the buffet and it was all out, so I went out and got some more. She did the generic old woman thing and just acted sweet, thanked me, and took her food to her table. Now when I went to collect their plates she was talking with her friends, she thanked me again while singing my praises. Honestly it was nothing big, just doing my job. However what she did next was… uncomfortable. I took the plates back and then came back for the glasses. She and friends were on their way out. So I bent over the table to grab one of the glasses further down the table and she put her hand on my arse. Now I shot up and took her hand off. I looked at her gave an awkward smile and quickly darted back into the kitchen. I came back out but this time I was going into the bar and she was behind me again, she again thanked me but then tucked something into my back pocket. My manager came up to me and just started talking to me, checking if I had done all the stuff I needed to do. While this entire conversation was going on she had her hand on my back and then slowly moved it down to my arse. I kept trying to brush it away, but it just kept moving back. After awhile she left and I had to sit down for a minute to process what just happened. Day 4 – A last act. I finished the last shift a little bit early so I could get the early train home. I called a taxi and waited. The taxi had arrived, I put my things in the trunk and then as soon as I got back up the Pink haired woman was standing in front of me. She was blackout drunk and she had come to get me to apologise for my behaviour towards her. She kept trying to stop me from getting in the taxi and leaving. She kept screaming and shouting, her friends had found her and kept trying to lead her away but she just wouldn’t leave. The receptionists had come out to see that she was going ape shit. She even through off her jacket and kept calling me out to a fight. Now this woman was in her 50s and looked very frail. Had I hit her I think I might’ve killed her so I just stayed quiet while she kept droning on. The taxi driver even got involved trying to get her to stop. I finally managed to get her to move away from the door and I was about to get inside. And then she said “Don’t you run away from me!” and then she attempted to slap me. I caught her hand and then pushed her away. She kept trying to hit me with nothing landing. I quickly grew impatient and then I pushed her to the floor where she then started crying. Jayden came out along with some of the other staff and quickly moved everyone away. She was on the floor, swearing at me. She got back up and went to hit me again and I pushed her to the floor again. I picked her back up to her feet and then pushed her to reception and sat her down in the back. She kept screaming. At that point she was basically a child throwing a tantrum. Then on my way out she had thumped me on the back with her fist. I turned to her and just gave her a dirty look. She started crying once more and Jayden quickly got me out of there. I got in the taxi and left; Jayden was texting me asking if I was ok. It didn’t hurt, it just pissed me off. I asked why he forced me out of the back and his response was, “Dude, you looked like you were about to kill someone. The woman looked so scared I thought you might do something stupid” I’d like to think I wouldn’t of done that, but then again I do some extremely stupid things sometimes. That’s it boys, that was an experience to say the least. It looks like I might be going back there in a few weeks as well so who knows, maybe there’ll be a part 3? I hope not but I can already tell Tyler and the rest of you are gonna be wishing for the opposite. Either way, I’ve been told that she’s left the hotel for now so hopefully if I do go back, I won’t have to deal with her. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed that one lads, I certainly didn’t. I hope I’m not going back anytime soon but if I do, you’ll be the first to know! Have a good one lads, I’ll see you next one! Jas x
Jas Notta
2021-08-28 15:34:13 +0000 UTC
