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King of the world.
I had my 2nd shift at the Eagle, and they let me fly solo, already.
Dead, until about 11.
Then I got mobbed. I killed it and Colin helped back me up.
But I had many female fans, mad douchebag frat boys, and a plethora of later even more female fans, and me and Colin dished it out.
"DO WORK SON!"
That's the slogan of the bar.
We killed it.
I walked with about $300 cash in one night and so many promises to come back.
Bartending was made for me.
Tips and flirting is so natural.
It's hilarious cause the girls up there are so used to these frat boy Philly U kids and then they see me and Colin with sleeves, and I bring up the dick tattoo, and they're butter for tips.
Everyday hustle.
I had my 2nd shift at the Eagle, and they let me fly solo, already.
Dead, until about 11.
Then I got mobbed. I killed it and Colin helped back me up.
But I had many female fans, mad douchebag frat boys, and a plethora of later even more female fans, and me and Colin dished it out.
"DO WORK SON!"
That's the slogan of the bar.
We killed it.
I walked with about $300 cash in one night and so many promises to come back.
Bartending was made for me.
Tips and flirting is so natural.
It's hilarious cause the girls up there are so used to these frat boy Philly U kids and then they see me and Colin with sleeves, and I bring up the dick tattoo, and they're butter for tips.
Everyday hustle.