[Closed] Pub stereotypes.

Not as bad as....

Sometimes you just want to get out the house and can't think of anything else to do I suppose. I'd rather have something to read though

I don't understand the ones that sit there and read their paper a pub should a be social place to join in chat with others. Can anyone explain?

Sorry I didnt see you there, didn't mean to be rude!

Are we talking about someone who tries to engage the bar staff on conversation or literally just stares into space? I think one might be a subset of the other ...

I don't understand the ones that sit there and read their paper a pub should a be social place to join in chat with others. Can anyone explain?

Sometimes I'm meeting friends, arrive a little early.

In this case, should the bar have a stack of papers I might peruse one whilst drinking a pint until they arrive.

The bloke who stands there all night feeding endless amounts of cash into the fruit machine. Inexplicable.

Especially as they then become massively arsey when mrs Binners walks over, pops 2 quid in, drops 15, puts it in her pocket and walks to the bar. Apparently this is not on!

Oh, I quite like having a book or a paper in a pub. 🙂 But then I am tinged with unsociability. 🙁 I don't get the man on his own with a pint and nothing to read though - however, he's not as bad as blokes standing at the bar drinking. Why do people do that? Get yer drink and move away, you're adding to my waiting to be served time, and I no likey. 🙁

As we get closer to Christmas our Chamber Of Trade meetings are now weekly.
It can be on a different night each week but he's always there whenever we are so I'm assuming he's there all week.

I would always have something to read, but it would be in a cafe not a pub. Maybe the man in the pub just wants some quiet time and a beer?

a man happy with his own company, is a happy man.

One of life's simplest pleasures is sitting having a couple of quiet pints, on your own, with the papers. Bliss

And I agree with Pondo. Why do certain groups of people congregate at the bar, when there's loads of chairs and tables free, just getting in everyone's way? They generally tend to be the pub bores, who regard it as some kind of pulpit for them to air their (normally repellant) opinions

"Now I'm not a racist, but......."

i worked in a rural pub where a sub-set of the regulars were farmers or manual workers. Some genuinely didn't want to talk to anyone, you'd get a hello (grunt) when they arrived and when they left but more often than not they didn't utter another word all night.

I know that a couple were widowers and didn't know how to fill their time outside of working anymore due to loneliness. You could get a conversation going sometimes if the pub was quiet
Another guy didn't know how to read so wouldn't have been able to sit with a paper anyway.
Sometimes though a friend of theirs would turn up and they'd be happy and animated all night.

It depends on the bloke really. Ask the bar staff what the fella is like as they'll know. If he's mental they'll warn you off saying hello!

I don't understand the ones that sit there and read their paper a pub should a be social place to join in chat with others. Can anyone explain?

That's me. Nice way to spend a couple of pints. Nice to talk to folk too, but nothing wrong with a Timmy Taylor's, a packet of posh crisps and a local rag.

I'd rather sit in the pub chatting with a pal or with strangers than waste my life tapping away on Farcebook or ****ter or whatever.

I'd rather sit in the pub chatting with a pal or with strangers than waste my life tapping away on Farcebook or ****ter or Singletrackworld.

FTFY

Some people just dont like being at home.. for various reasons.

People that go to the pub by themselves = weird

Its a rare pleasure to sit in a pub with a pint, reading or simply watch the world go by.
I love to do that on occasion. I find it very soothing indeed. Preferably on a cold winter's eve.
Dont know why but it is truely a pleasure.

You're lucky you have a pub. Our village doesn't so I'm forced to not drink.

Not that it matters though, I'm antisocial at the best of time, so I'd probably avoid the place anyway.

i am off for a pint on my way home....i do most days, i dont feel the need to talk to anyone.
i go to the pub cos i like beer, i dont go to talk to frechtards i dont know.

Maybe the man in the pub just wants some quiet time and a beer?

^ This. Maybe he's just relishing the peace and quiet away from the Mrs.

There's a guy in a pub we frequent,...every Wednesday he comes in with a load of chocolate bars to sell,....he's also the one who was an expert on lights and he came out to take a look, and was quoting cree's, wattage and all sorts and reckoned he could get us them cheap,....when he went back inside to get a torch to show us that he'd given the landlord, the landlord was outside and advised us we'd be stuck with him all night,..so we all did a runner!!

he doesn't talk to us now 😀

I think the quiet ones are far preferable to the ones that are always in there, every night, know everyone and talk utter b------s constantly.

I went to one of my fave Pubs in deepest Hants on Sat eve, you could say there were some stereotypes in there for sure, a list:

Hooray Henry & brother & sister & sisters good looking mate & fat horsey bird & timid cousin & best mate Henr'yah! & his stocky red faced girlfriend & her "other" friend (the ugly one) & sisters good looking mates stalker & farmers hard working son still knee deep in cow shit & Dad Farmer & gamekeeper (repleate with brace hanging from his belt)
Mother & Daughter Horray Henrietta (whose playing up because Sam the Spaniel has fallen asleep by the open fire)
Father & Hound.
Arrogant Henri's Aunt attached to young Blacksmiths arm complete with riding crop shoved down her riding boots.

& a couple who are arguing about whose driving home
& a tourist reading "hampshire life" with a pint and some nuts
& a restaurant full of Pheasant Shoot attendees

& Moi & MrsBouy enjoying a quiet night out drinking Upham's finest micro brewerys Beer.

That my friend is stereotypical of rural Hampshire life.

Comfy chair, fire, pint and something to read on a rough winter's night - bliss.

One feature of our local is the couple who are in there constantly, propping up the bar, yet seem to loath each other, and communicate entirely through snide remarks and abuse. We refer to them as John and Mary, from Father Ted

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Oh hellooooo father 😆

People who stand at the bar when its busy chatting away, needlessly taking up bar space.

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