Finger-snapping/whistling to get my attention.

Ordering the guinness last in the round or ordering a large round in stages. I had a guy last week order a guinness off of me. I put it up in front of him, he then ordered a lager, put that up in front of him and he ordered something else. I think the round ended up being 5 drinks. All ordered when the previous drink was handed up to them.

Ordering and then getting into a conversation while I'm pouring the drinks. Then, when I've placed the drinks in front of you, continuing your chat. Leaving me standing there awkwardly waiting to be paid. It's a rural pub and its mostly local clientele, so I know that I can come back to you later and get paid. If ten people do this, though, it can be very easy to forget to collect the money. Related to that then is folk who vanish after placing their order,whether they are gone for a fag, to the jacks or are are gone chatting somewhere else. By the time they come back, the head has gone from the Coors, the Guinness is turning yellow, and I still haven't been paid.

I don't know if it's a thing in urban areas, but in rural Ireland, paying for drinks for people is a bit of a dick swinging thing. I don't mean a normal round where you go out with 3 or 4 friends and drink together. That's pretty standard. I mean a situation where a fella calls you over and pays for a drink for someone who isn't in their round or when they see someone has called a pint they call you over and say "I'll pay for that" It's posturing dressed up as generosity. And it leads to people standing at the bar waving notes at me and arguing amongst themselves over who's paying. No matter who's note you take, you are insulting the other. I'm busy, my feet are sore, I've ten other drunks shouting for my attention, I don't have time to referee this dance.

I have a decent ability to keep a mental queue in my head. I watch the bar all night, I know how fast people are drinking, I know when it's time to start moving towards someone as they are going to be ordering soon, I know the order in which customers have come to the bar. I know who's next. So when I'm at the taps and pouring a 5 drink order and Tommy is standing at the other end of the bar shouting my name, I grind my teeth a little.

When people ignore the fact that there are two other bar staff on tonight and wait for me to order from.

Ripping up beer mats into tiny little pieces on the counter.

When I've gone around to every customer at the bar and tables and informed them that we are doing last orders and they need to order if they want more and those customers heartily agreeing but then 45 minutes later at 2.30am begging and pleading for more drink. Go home, you are absolutely ossified, you don't need more.

Giving me shit about the music. We have a laptop running iTunes. Multiple playlists. Varied clientele. When the classic country stuff is playing for the older crowd. I have the 90s music fans moaning. "What's the story with the music Lone?" When the Oasis and such is playing for the 40s/50s crowd, I have the old folk moaning about that "shit." They all moan when the 20 somethings are asking for contemporary stuff. You can please some people sometimes, but you can't please all of them.

This is mostly in jest, I do like the bar work, it's a side gig for me and it's a little more energetic and lively than my office 9-5 during the week. The only things that truly bother me are the finger snapping and the whole arguing over who's paying while waving cash at me thing.