Pheonix Nights, anyone?

In the red...uh oh.

In my third year of university I spent too much money on vegetables, books and reading glasses. Or wine, cable and Topshop dresses. Either way, I had to search for a job and was pretty much willing to do anything. One of the funniest interviews I have ever experienced was the inspiration for this feature.

I applied to work in a "trendy inner city bar" . Smashing I thought, instead of drinking the cocktails I'll learn to serve them, maybe burn a few cals whilst running about all evening, listen to some good music and work until 4am, sleep until 1pm.

Alas, this wasn't to be...I turned up at this "trendy" bar and was greeted by a gentleman with a builders bum, a gold tooth and a penchant for calling me darliiiiiiiiiiiiin'.

I couldnt place the smell of the pub, somewhere between a rabbit hutch and old banana.

He told me his big plans for the pub, which included huge neon signs and Sundays allocated to "Strip nights". He politely asked if I would mind the naked ladies, no I assured him. Mindy and Chantel might be some good company I thought....