Hillian1
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I got thrown out of a charity golf event for taking a poo in the rough next to the 15th Fairway.
As soon as I switched on my camcorder to sneak a bit of footage, I had my collar felt, and was frog-marched (no pun intended), straight out the door by a sixteen year old little girl.
Did get a few seconds of decent film though.
Not really kicked out, but when I worked at Tescos as a student I got sent home for turning up to an early shift completely wankered from the night before, I had a row with my manager in front of everyone because I was throwing stuff onto the shelves
In Saudi Arabia, I went into a shop that was selling a particular watch id seen in a magazine..opened the door, and strode in, and some Saudi started pushing me out the door, so I pushed back, and it sort of kicked off.. had no idea he was a policeman, and the store owner had been murdered and was lying on floor on the other side of the counter...spent a day and half in jail, until my company got me out.
I was SACKED by Tesco's in Churchill Square for injecting too much jam into doughnuts, causing them to explode when eaten.
I got thrown out of France in 1981
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I got kicked out of the Carioca in Worthing once as well. I think The Wee Papa Girl Rappers were playing there.
Got kicked out of the Coach and Horses in Salvington once for underage drinking by a very pished Terry Spinks, landlord and ex champion boxer. He could barely stand so I kind of helped him escort me to the door. He was a lovely bloke.
I was chased off the Great Pyramid at Giza by a very unhappy Egyptian with a rifle in the late 70's - after a few beers it had seemed like a good idea to climb to the top
God Buzzer .......everybody got kicked out of the Carioca club. I got thrown out for pushing the late night supper into some twats face because he wouldn't leave a bird I was trying to chat up alone. It didn,t impress her at all but he did look funny with a chip stuffed up his nose and baked beans running down his chin......... Everyone of my mates eventually got banned from there.....it was a badge of honour. They would only let you in on certain nights if you had a girl with you so we would hang around in Montague Street and wait for unsuspecting totty like some sort of sex pest and then promise to buy them a drink if we could go in with them. Ended up with a real fatty one night in there and she even ate my supper as well as her own. Great days.
Haha! I remember waiting for the totty to wander along and then offering to pay for them if they let us go in with us.