The police "flying squad" (or whatever they are called) of "liquor compliance" officers are in town. These police operate independently to the actual Liquor Licencing dept.
Liquor Licencing cannot be happy with this police squad going around creating havoc, leaving it its wake the impression that it is in cahoots with the Liquor Licencing Division.
The bar manager is at the door, in conversation with the two police "liquor compliance" officers.
A young man fronts up to the door, ready to come in.
One of the "flying squad" officers steps forward & declares the young man "too intoxicated" to be served, and that we must not let him into the pub.
It was a stupid call. The young man had certainly been drinking, but unduly intoxicated he was not. He was a nice young country fellow, wouldn't have been a problem in a pink fit.
We could have ignored the police officer's "suggestion", and enforced our decision to admit the young man. But in the interests of good police relations we didn't.
The only outcome? A decent young man had his evening ruined.
Not only did the police officer have an abrasive attitude and a nasty mentality, he had poor judgement.
Almost every staff member saw what happened. None of them believed the young man was intoxicated.
"And they wonder why they are called Pigs" summed up one of the girls, under her breath.
What the staff saw was a police officer too stupid to judge if someone was blithering drunk.
The astute staff saw a police officer callously lying, then using his badge to enforce that lie.