So, I had my leaving do from work last night. I’m not leaving quite yet, but since loads of people were going to be away for the Easter holidays, it seemed like a good idea to get it out of the way early. Anyway, fun times.

We’d booked a big area at the back of a local pub, but when I showed up early on, to secure the perimeter, there was already someone there, someone I didn’t know.

“Are you here for the leaving do?” we asked each other.
“Yes!” we both answered.
“Whose?” we questioned.
“Mine!” we both answered.

Hmm. Most puzzling.

A quick trip to the bar revealed that the management had received two bookings for that area of the pub for that evening, both for fifty people, and had assumed that it was the same group. Double booking ahoy.

You know restaurants, right? You know how they might get fifteen orders for steak in one dinner service? Well, that’s not the same order, repeated fifteen times. That’s fifteen different steaks, for fifteen different customers.

And you know hotels, right? You know how you might get bookings for 138 rooms for one night? Well, chances are, you might need to change the sheets and stuff for an entire floor, rather than just assume that you only need the one room (for a very insistent guest).

The space was for fifty, but we managed to get a hundred or more in anyway, both parties. It was all good.