"No one ever dies a virgin, life fucks you eventually."
Last night (Saturday) is a good example of why I do love being a barmaid, aside from the creepy old men and bad chat up lines.
(WARNING long rant)
I was workin with Ste (my "Son") and my boss Mike (who was in a really good mood). It got busy pretty early on. Then, around midnight, we got slammed. What looked like a sports team walked in, with all their friends. It was so busy, we actually ran out of cold beer, and about half of our spirits. This is amazing, considering that we are a really well stocked bar, and not only do we have double of everything we will need downstairs, but we also have a fully stocked frdge and freezer upstairs.
It was insanity, but it was fun. Ste and I where attempting to dance while pulling pints and throwing drinks together. We got to turn the music up to full volume as it was so busy, and some of the guys where trying to sing football songs so Mike decided we should drown them out.
Some cute boy decided to kiss me on the cheek whenever he ordered a drink, he did it in a very sweet sorta way. We basically didn't stop huslin till last orders. Ste and I sat down and had a very nice pint each, and chain smoked for a few minutes before starting to clean up the place and kick the remaining stragglers out.
I was suppose to leave at 2 when we did last orders, but I stayed and cleaned up, so my boss said he would pay me for an extra hour. Just as we where finishing my boss got hungry, so he nipped out and baugh us all burgers. Then he got started with one of his stories (always highly animated, and normally involves jumping all over the place, a bit of yelling, and lots of exagerated arm movements.)
This particular tale was about when a huge fight broke out at his old bar. As the tale goes "some football yobs started throwing beer bottles at the bouncers, who where all at one end of this bar. So the bouncers picked up chairs and stools and had to use them as shields. Mike was in the middle of the bar, and had to grab a chair and make a mad dash over to the bouncers. at this point in the tale, Mike already has a stool in his hand, demonstrating how it was used as a shield Then Mike explains a situation that can only be described as a modern day "Braveheart" scean, where the bouncers charged the yobs and drove them out of the bar. One bouncer apparently got a little carried away and ended up chasing them down the main street in the middle of Manchester, still waving a stool. Goodness, it was amusing.
I love Mike's stories. He has some good ones. Ste and I counted up our tips, which where pretty damn good that night. By the time we had our drinks and ate our food we stumpled out of the bar at 4 Am, just as the sun was rising.
(rant over)
In other news: We have a new bouncer at work, he is supper nice, and cute too.
I have to put together a "fashion portfolio".
I might get to work with this amazing fashion company,... which would be SO "bad ass".
Neil showed up at the bar on Friday with his new girl, I am trying not to care.
I think I am going to try have an adventure tomorrow.
I think I found my first wrinkle, I am only 22! Serves me right for being a smoker.
I can't sleep
Seren has only been gone 3 days, god I miss havin my partner in crime around.
(WARNING long rant)
I was workin with Ste (my "Son") and my boss Mike (who was in a really good mood). It got busy pretty early on. Then, around midnight, we got slammed. What looked like a sports team walked in, with all their friends. It was so busy, we actually ran out of cold beer, and about half of our spirits. This is amazing, considering that we are a really well stocked bar, and not only do we have double of everything we will need downstairs, but we also have a fully stocked frdge and freezer upstairs.
It was insanity, but it was fun. Ste and I where attempting to dance while pulling pints and throwing drinks together. We got to turn the music up to full volume as it was so busy, and some of the guys where trying to sing football songs so Mike decided we should drown them out.
Some cute boy decided to kiss me on the cheek whenever he ordered a drink, he did it in a very sweet sorta way. We basically didn't stop huslin till last orders. Ste and I sat down and had a very nice pint each, and chain smoked for a few minutes before starting to clean up the place and kick the remaining stragglers out.
I was suppose to leave at 2 when we did last orders, but I stayed and cleaned up, so my boss said he would pay me for an extra hour. Just as we where finishing my boss got hungry, so he nipped out and baugh us all burgers. Then he got started with one of his stories (always highly animated, and normally involves jumping all over the place, a bit of yelling, and lots of exagerated arm movements.)
This particular tale was about when a huge fight broke out at his old bar. As the tale goes "some football yobs started throwing beer bottles at the bouncers, who where all at one end of this bar. So the bouncers picked up chairs and stools and had to use them as shields. Mike was in the middle of the bar, and had to grab a chair and make a mad dash over to the bouncers. at this point in the tale, Mike already has a stool in his hand, demonstrating how it was used as a shield Then Mike explains a situation that can only be described as a modern day "Braveheart" scean, where the bouncers charged the yobs and drove them out of the bar. One bouncer apparently got a little carried away and ended up chasing them down the main street in the middle of Manchester, still waving a stool. Goodness, it was amusing.
I love Mike's stories. He has some good ones. Ste and I counted up our tips, which where pretty damn good that night. By the time we had our drinks and ate our food we stumpled out of the bar at 4 Am, just as the sun was rising.
(rant over)
In other news: We have a new bouncer at work, he is supper nice, and cute too.
I have to put together a "fashion portfolio".
I might get to work with this amazing fashion company,... which would be SO "bad ass".
Neil showed up at the bar on Friday with his new girl, I am trying not to care.
I think I am going to try have an adventure tomorrow.
I think I found my first wrinkle, I am only 22! Serves me right for being a smoker.
I can't sleep
Seren has only been gone 3 days, god I miss havin my partner in crime around.