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May. 7th, 2006 10:20 amOkay, here's a really good way to lose your tip when you're a bartender. When a group of ten people comes in at the beginning of happy hour and stays there for three straight hours, and you know they're going to leave at the end of happy hour, be sure to make a bitchy comment about ten minutes before they're leaving about how you haven't gotten a buck out of them all night. We had at least a hundred bucks pooled together, but okay, if you don't want it ... (Seriously. That was pushing it, especially considering it wasn't all that busy and half of the time, she couldn't be fucked to get us drinks even though she was standing RIGHT THERE.)
But hey, aside from the bitchy bartender, it was a fun night. I think the best moment was when this real-life version of the Fratards walked up to this tall leggy blonde behind us, asked her if she wanted to hang out with three guys, and when she said she wasn't sure, said, "Okay, then, just wanna fuck then?" Apparently, it worked, because she spent the rest of the night hanging out with that guy and his two friends on the other side of the bar. I think the highlight was when (and you could already tell everybody over there was pretty drunk already) she and her friend started making out right in front of the three guys on request. You could feel the vacuum suck from the lack of subtlety. It was the best. :)
The reasonable part of my brain tells me I have work tonight, but the slacker part of my brain wants me to stay home and write. Yeah, like writing's slacking.
My mom's picking up the new kitten today. That means Siamese kitten pictures tomorrow. (Because according to her, she's probably not getting back until after six.)
EDIT: I am watching Sorority Boys and it is ALL YOUR FAULT. Yes, you. *points*
OTHER EDIT: Uh, Michael Rosenbaum with hair is surreal.
SON OF EDIT: Okay, yeah, I can't do this anymore.
But hey, aside from the bitchy bartender, it was a fun night. I think the best moment was when this real-life version of the Fratards walked up to this tall leggy blonde behind us, asked her if she wanted to hang out with three guys, and when she said she wasn't sure, said, "Okay, then, just wanna fuck then?" Apparently, it worked, because she spent the rest of the night hanging out with that guy and his two friends on the other side of the bar. I think the highlight was when (and you could already tell everybody over there was pretty drunk already) she and her friend started making out right in front of the three guys on request. You could feel the vacuum suck from the lack of subtlety. It was the best. :)
The reasonable part of my brain tells me I have work tonight, but the slacker part of my brain wants me to stay home and write. Yeah, like writing's slacking.
My mom's picking up the new kitten today. That means Siamese kitten pictures tomorrow. (Because according to her, she's probably not getting back until after six.)
EDIT: I am watching Sorority Boys and it is ALL YOUR FAULT. Yes, you. *points*
OTHER EDIT: Uh, Michael Rosenbaum with hair is surreal.
SON OF EDIT: Okay, yeah, I can't do this anymore.
