Misbehavin Wimmin

[Bizarra]

On Tuesday, I met a mate of mine for a couple of pints and a natter. We did the usual things blokes do when we meet for a beer -- discussed football, music, movies and what had been annoying us the most.

I was telling him about a house in my area that has been undergoing extensive and extremely loud building work and it was driving me mad. Let's put it this way -- nobody wants to be woken up at nine on a Saturday morning by the sound of builders at work.

The pub we were in was a proper old-school Dublin boozer, where people mind their own business. As we sat in the snug, putting the world to rights, a gang of young women came in.

Now women of any shape or form are rare beasts in this establishment but they settled in and nobody paid them any attention.

And then it started -- our conversation was suddenly interrupted by a really loud ringtone of a song by the appalling Rihanna belonging to one of the girls.

Except it wasn't a ring tone. In fact, the gaggle of girls were actually playing one of her songs on their phone and were simply listening to it.

Now, I know at some point I mutated from an Angry Young Man to a Grumpy Old Fart, but what class of a person goes into a pub and starts playing loud music on their phone, ruining the peace for everyone else?

Back in my day . . . bah humbug etc etc etc.

[Raistlin]

You in a pub, who did you get to buy the round,

Red says the only way to get a drink out of you was to put his arm down your throat...