I got booked for a Christmas staff do at a pub. It was in a cellar where practically everyone was smoking (before the ban), the audience just wanted to chat (fair enough), and could probably be described as "secretarial". I might as well have not been there.

The worst bit was that I have an old sweet tin which I use for plectrums, capos, thumbpicks. One of the women turned round and thinking it was as ashtray stubbed out her cigarette in it.

A case of "grab the money and run"!