Ok....

You can't make this shit up. Taken from QID here. To be fair......

1. I did go clubbing once with a scissors in my pocket by accident.
2. Worse again, my friend managed to get through an airport with a huge penknife when we were over in Africa. She was only caught as she was going through security again for her connecting flight. Oops!
3. I know another girl who was being chased by a friend with a giant shovel as a joke. The police stopped them but she told them it was all fine as she had just buried her pet hamster in the park and showed them the grave for proof. There had been a huge procession of friends present for the sad occasion so it was all above board.

[UPDATE the post has been taken down! Also of note I've removed any names mentioned in this post]

I want to raise a debate about a situation that happened a while ago in the George and the events that took place thereafter.

First off, I know that a lot of people on this site go to the George and there are even some employees of the George that use this site, too, hence why I want some real opinions/feedback on what I'm about to raise with everyone (of course I know some will be biased in their opinions seeing as they frequent the George or work there)

Everyone knows the situation of the two lads (me being one of them) that stupidly went to the George with a shears and a blunt knife (for cutting round the grave, getting rid of weeds, etc.) and that due to that happening the Guards were called, which is 100% understandable given the situation.

What everyone doesn't know is what happened afterwards, and to be honest, probably not a lot of you know the full story of how we came to have those tools in our possession, so for your benefit I'll give you the gist, if not the details, of that day....

Me and my cousin had decided the previous day to go and tend to our Grandfather's and Uncle's grave out in Sutton as we figured it was time we went back out to visit them both seeing as it was a special day that day - it being the 'Blessing Of The Graves' which is an annual mark of respect for the dead.We made our way out separately, my cousin had gotten there before me and had already tended to the grave, so we said our prayers as you do, stuck around till the end of the service then made our way into town by train.My cousin had the tools in a reusable carrier bag and was tired from carrying them so I put them into a rucksack of sorts that I had with me, and a shears being the size it is, the top part was partially poking out of the rucksack which we then covered with the reusable bag we had. (Hundreds of people who were at the 'Blessing Of The Graves' that day were in the same predicament with their tools)We had spent most of that day at the grave and were shattered, so we decided to head to the George for a drink. We went into the old part, with the bag with the tools both securely in it, and ordered a drink. (Never for one second did we think we were doing anything wrong in bringing them in whilst having a drink - we never could or would have predicted what was to come..)We'd had a couple of drinks and we then decided to go upstairs, we left the bag into the cloakroom without any bother at all, and spent a couple of hours upstairs before deciding to leave which was around midnight or thereabouts because we'd had enough and we were going our separate ways (me to a mate's and my cousin to our Nan's).After getting the bag from the cloakroom and because we were leaving one another I gave my cousin both tools and they were placed in the carrier bag he had them in in the first place. I left there and then with my cousin trailing behind, and it was only a matter of seconds before I heard a commotion going on that I realised the Bouncers had taken the tools and that the Guards were on their way. (My cousin, innocently, asking for them back because my Nan would be angry if he didn't bring them home)The Guards came and my cousin was arrested while Management of the George (meaning, ****, the manager herself) refused to believe the story of us going to tend to our Grandfather's and Uncle's grave simply because it was in Sutton and we lived in another part of the city. My cousin was arrested, and not me, because he owned the tools and had them on him.

My cousin was, as you can imagine, stressed out to bits which resulted in him losing a load of weight and having panic attacks at the thought of being up in court and he feared the worse because no one realised the innocence of the situation.We were told of the date of when he was up in court (which was only recently by the way), but a few times before the court date we were reassured again and again that Management would calm down and that everything would be okay, so that eased our minds a little bit.However, after being up in court for "Weapons Offences" the whole case was dismissed and the Judge himself laughed at how naive we were and that it was such an unusual case, but that it was one of innocence - we were overjoyed and we felt such a weight being lifted there and then, it was just brilliant after all that stress!However.....in my thinking that the worst is over, that some normality will return and because we were reassured by certain staff of the George that things will be okay, I went to the George with some friends on Wednesday 30th September 09, but I knew at the very least I would be stopped by the bouncers even though I had talked to them a couple of times before, so I was expecting that, and to be honest only that...The bouncer said that the Manager would be down and I was grand with that, was actually looking forward to having a chat with her about it and that would be that.. but she comes out with the grumpiest, most unfriendly face on her, arms folded (pretty much like 'what do YOU want?') and I tell her 'I wanted to speak sooner but I was too embarrassed as you can imagine..' she then goes on to say, with absolutely NO emotion or feeling and in a calculated, stuck-up tone that I was, in fact, barred for LIFE! .....(every time I hear her say that in my head I still can't believe it!)Now, I'm no evil doer, I don't harm anyone, I don't like doing any bad on anyone, so how does she in her so-called professional, educated mind think that this PUNISHMENT she is giving me and my cousin somehow fits the "CRIME'" ...I can tell you it doesn't! It's unjust!

My cousin's been to court, it was dismissed and all I ever was was a witness to what happened and that was it...

She, *****, the manager of the George, has to be the most unprofessional person I have ever come across with such a bad sense of decision-making, especially since she took my business out on to the streets of Dublin instead of arranging to meet at a quieter, more convenient time. She allowed everyone to know my business and publicly humiliated me, even after me and my cousin had already had a fair share of humiliation already.... it was, without doubt, the most embarrassing, degrading and stressful situation I've been in to date and one that left me in tears (stress/humiliation wise - the court case comes in at a close second) A friend of mine who was there stated to me afterwards how unprofessional it was for her to do that, but not only that, it was heartless.I've been going to the George for years as has my cousin, in fact much longer than she's been "managing" gay clubs. My cousin even said that I had basically nothing to do with what went on and that her decision to bar me for life is one that's wrong and unjust. But you know what, I say the same for my cousin because he went through so much due to our 'good deed that went horribly wrong'. I know the whole thing is mad, but tending to a relative's grave is the last hing on a young person's mind these days yet we do it all the time, it just happened to be the 1st time we ever brought the tools into a public place but it was naive of us to do this, and that's why I thin it's plain wrong to be punished again and again (barred for LIFE) for something that was done innocently :(

I feel like the walls are closing in and that no matter what good you try to do in this life, it'll just come to nothing...

Anyway, please tell me, honestly, what you think about the situation and her decision. I'm getting legal advice during the week but your opinions would be helpful, thanks a lot.