Quay's Restaurant, Quay Street, Galway City, Ireland.

His way of dealing with ubiquitous Galway bullying was to rub the vegetables against his anus

A dead body lay in a Galway food supplier’s freezer for almost 10-years. As the cadaver decayed and putrefied a lot of food had to have been contaminated.

While holidaying in Galway City we heard some horrific tales regarding this restaurant: claims about idiotic staff with the mentality of deranged gibbons.

In provincial Irish cities we always take such claims seriously due to our many bad experiences in them.

Cork City is a very good example of the deranged Irish mentality. It's quite disgusting where, against all professional advice and warnings of danger, these morons situated an airport.

One evening in a Galway City pub we enquired of two Wicklow girls as to where might be a good place to eat. Like a lot of people we are aware of the many slackjawed bastards who operate tourist catering businesses in Galway and we didn’t want to be poisoned.

The Food Safety Authority of Ireland (FSAI) are so backward and incompetent that a fish supplier, in Galway City, had a dead human body in his freezer for 10 years. Imagine the fluids leaking from this cadaver and saturating the fish, which is then going to be eaten in restaurants and takeaways. What sort of dirty bastard doesn’t defrost or clean their freezer for 10 years? A troop of chimpanzees would be cleaner than that. Are the Galway natives dirty bastards or what? Hence our precaution in choosing a place to dine.

Diners might have got a taste of Ireland via a staff member's rectum.

They directed us to a place on Foster St, and then one of them added the caveat: “that under no circumstances should you ever go to the Quay’s restaurant.”

She exhibited a clear assuredness while supplying this supplementary information, which left us wanting to hear more. And our curiosity was readily satisfied.

They explained that they were students at Galway University and that one of them had done a stint as a part-time waitress in the Quay’s restaurant; it was a colleague who worked here as a prep-chef who had severely soured her view of the place.

She related to us how bullying was common-place in the Quay’s, and that the prep-chef, who was mentally subnormal, was especially targeted by the management – bullying is typical of the inbred cowardly bastards who’s to be found in Galway City.

It transpired that he didn’t take this bullying lying down, but his way of dealing with it could only result from centuries of mongrelism.

She went on to relate how the Quay’s get a lot on American customers who are quite fond, no matter how warm the weather, of Irish-stew – these are most-likely Irish-Americans who are seeking a taste of the old country.

It's amazing that the rat-like cunning Paddies
left evidence of this outrage on-line. Initial
reports said the body lay in the freezer for
nearly ten years. Have the Paddies here
been euphemistic with their reporting?

According to the ex-waitress the prep-chef focused his resentments on these customers rather than on his tormentors – very very typical of the cowardly Oirish natives.

He had two ways of getting even, via the customers, and both involved the Irish-stew. The least pernicious of these was his sneaking in dog food and throwing it in the stew pot – the slack-jaw would have found this too expensive, but he had something else up his sleeve, or more pertinently, his underpants.

His other act of vengeance, alleged the ex-waitress, was much more sinister, to paraphrase her: “one evening I walked into the kitchen and saw him shove a handful of diced vegetables down the back of his trousers; he was rubbing them against his bottom and then putting them into the pot to cook”.

She basically said that the inbred dirty bastard was smearing, what customers were going to eat, with shit.

Whatever about the merits of these claims, what I do know is that you will meet some atrocious Neanderthal-minded pieces-of-shit working in pubs and restaurants in and around Galway city. I’ve encountered some of the most horrendously disgusting service staff in Galway and Cork cities as well as in Ireland’s south-west generally. And when a bar or restaurant owner will put aggressive ignoramus bastards at front of house, you’d have to wonder what type of Troglodyte might they find suitable for the kitchen.

Another thing about Galway that lends credence to what the ex-waitress said is that the west of Ireland is saturated with Cryptosporidium: this disease arose here because of the appalling backward way they have of dealing with sanitation – it’s a disease that’s found mostly in third-world countries. Raw untreated sewage has been found flowing straight into rivers across this part of Ireland, and right down the west coast as far as Cork – the Neanderthal mindset pertains over much of the western half of Ireland.  

Not only is it deadly to drink tap water in Galway city it’s even dangerous to take a shower or bathe in it. A short walk along the seafront in Salthill, Galway city will reveal copious amounts of shit and toilet paper washing up on the beach. Would monkeys shit and urinate in their bathing water? 

If these backward tribal morons can’t even dispose of their sewage in a proper manner what hope is there of running a food outlet with any type of propriety or decency?

Deirdre O’Sullivan, Cork College of Commerce, Cork, Ireland.

"The financial crisis will be over in a matter of weeks," snarled Ms O'Sullivan aggressively

O'Sullivan's principal, Helen Ryan.

In September 2008 I expressed the widely held opinion to Deirdre O’Sullivan that the Irish economy was going to take years to return to anything nearing normality.  

Considering that the IMF and ECB had just bailed out the country; and Current Affairs programmes and newspapers ran continual articles on the State’s finances it didn’t take Einsteinic astuteness to know this.

Mrs Whelan, An Post, North Main Street, Cork City, Ireland.

Mrs Whelan, a post mistress who's as coarse and stupid as a lobotomised baboon ...

The two-bit premises on North
Main St where the ignoramus
Mrs Whelan enjoys bullying
the vulnerable.

The mentality and conduct of Mrs Whelan, the post-mistress in this Irish provincial post-office, would deflate a person’s lungs. She’s coarse, ignoramus and really likes to throw her weight around. The first thought that probably enters her head when she wakes in the morning is about who she might bully that particular day. She’s a perfect example of the typical Irish bitch who’d breed scumbags like the little female bastards who, Seamus Fahy alleged, beat and prodded him with sweeping brushes in St Brigid’s hospital, Ballinasloe, Co Galway.

CORK AIRPORT, IRELAND

The professionals said: “this site is unsuitable

for an airport”. Cork replied: “fuck you, we’ll

build it here anyway”.

Remains of airplane that crashed
in low cloud at Cork airport.

The site on which this Irish airport was constructed is an example of extreme Irish stupidity and backwardness. In the 1960’s when an airport to service Cork city was proposed a number of sites were put forward. The main contender – and the one eventually chosen – was a site at Ballygarvan just outside Cork city.

Cork City Exports Its Aggressive and Moronic Natives

Below is a screenshot of a piece by a European journalist. It’s a piece that gives succour to my reviews concerning people I encountered in south west Ireland.

The Paddies do be hell-bent on proving themselves arseholes whenever they go abroad. If's as if  they know they're stupid and therefore have nothing to lose. 

LeisureWorld, Bishopstown, Cork City, Co Cork, Ireland.

The results of  backward Cork and Kerry

hotel management?

An attempt to relax with a swim in this Leisure Centre in Cork City quickly turned into a nauseating experience.

When I attempted to pay for a session I was confronted by a twenty-something female with the looks and personality of an under-fed hyena.

This coarse moron acted as if I had horns growing from my forehead; she carried-on in the way a concierge at Fort Knox would if a gun-toting thug tried to gain entry.

Deirdre O’Sullivan: Cork College of Commerce, Morrison’s Island, Cork City, Ireland.

An idiotic laugh that, due to her ignorance, is slightly difficult to ridicule

These two remind me of O'Sullivan
and her colleague Looney.

Deirdre O’Sullivan is yet another member of staff in this college who will leave-you-gasping with displays of extreme mongrelism.

This lady now has the grand title of Business /Applied Business Department Head1, but when I experienced her she was a mere Course Director.

She has the mentality of an uneducated 10-year-old which becomes especially nauseating when coupled with her grandiose deportment.

I actually enjoyed dealing with this idiot because she is completely blinded by her own giant ego, and, as such, proved easy to better.

John Fitzgibbons, Cork Education and Training Board (formerly Vocational Education Committee), 21 Lavit’s Quay, Cork City, Ireland.

He has no more regard for civility, decency or ethics than the serial killer Ted Bundy

John Fitzgibbons and one of 

his underlings, Helen Ryan.

This Education Committee’s supposed responsibility is to administer schools and colleges in and around Cork City.

I stress the word “supposed” because after having contact with three different staff in this VEC (Vocational Education Committee) I realised they have no more regard for civility, decency or ethics than the serial killer Ted Bundy had for young women's lives.

It also showed me why educational workers (teachers/clerical staff) in Cork City are mostly thick-as-planks and regard it as their right to act like demented thugs.