Singing Frogs
I love my job. My feet are killing me, but I got a decent tip out. From 10pm to around past midnight, it was mostly dead. There were people at 5 or 6 tables and two at the bar. Around 12:30, I took the bottles into the back to be sorted and when I came back out about ten minutes later the place was packed. Literally packed, there was no room at the bar. We were running out of space to put people's drinks.
In that next hour and a half, we went through twelve bottles of liquor, and we never stopped moving for even a moment. I felt bad for Nicole cause she had no less then five or six drinks to mix at any given time and my boss has put very little emphasis on teaching me how to mix a drink their way (actually, she's put very little emphasis on teaching me anything. she'd much rather have me wiping down a shelf that didn't need wiping than helping to keep the bar running smoothly.)
So that hour and a half was one hell of a learning experience. For instance, way too many people drink Hennessy. We went through three bottles of that shit tonight. Hennessy shots, double shots, on the rocks, Hennessy and coke. Please. If you want to be a ladies man, drink Courvoisier. Cognac in general isn't that good anyways. It just sounds cool to say. "I'd like a shot of Hennessy, bitch." and "I'd like a double of Remy-Martin, nigga" is very "in" and promoted in shitty rap, while "I would rather enjoy a fine snifter of brandy, my dear sir" is just plain stupid. But honest to God, they're all the exact same thing. You drink Cognac, you're drinking overpriced Brandy from the area of Cognac in France. Like everything else that comes from France, it's horribly overpriced for what you're getting (French wine in general is almost always inferior to Italian wine.)
I feel the need to point this out because it's fucking stupid. People drink Hennessy like it's good when it's nothing more than a status symbol. Much like Cristal. I mean, Cristal's already Champagne which is vastly overrated SPARKLING WINE which happens to be made in Champagne. You can end up paying like $200-$250 for a good bottle of Cristal. I don't care how rich you are, $200-$250 for a bottle of wine is retarded. Hell, Grey Goose is the best vodka in the world and you can get a bottle for a "mere" $32.
Besides, the only liquor that is pure deliciousness is Midori Melon. It's a fucking fact.
But yeah, that was a bit of a digression. The point is Alice taught me how to mix a few drinks the proper way while she was running around. I'm just thankful I wasn't working with my boss, because the building would have exploded under the pressure of annoyed customers. She wouldn't have let me help her at all. I would've been doing dishes almost exclusively for an hour and a half while people would continually ask me for things and I'd have to redirect them to her who would not be able to fill the order fast enough by herself. I'm sure most of you have been to bars before and seen how crazy it can get when trying to order a drink. Personally, I always avoided busy bars and kept to the dives and hole in the walls with small, bizarre populations, so seeing this kind of craziness was quite mind-numbing. Seriously, my mind is numb. I cannot think right now. This whole entry was pretty much rambling because no coherent thoughts can form. It's impossible. I'm going to go to bed. This entry took like three hours to write cause I couldn't focus on it for more than a few minutes at a time. Good night.
edit: This entry kinda makes it sound like I don't like my boss. I do like my boss. I just don't like her as a boss.
In that next hour and a half, we went through twelve bottles of liquor, and we never stopped moving for even a moment. I felt bad for Nicole cause she had no less then five or six drinks to mix at any given time and my boss has put very little emphasis on teaching me how to mix a drink their way (actually, she's put very little emphasis on teaching me anything. she'd much rather have me wiping down a shelf that didn't need wiping than helping to keep the bar running smoothly.)
So that hour and a half was one hell of a learning experience. For instance, way too many people drink Hennessy. We went through three bottles of that shit tonight. Hennessy shots, double shots, on the rocks, Hennessy and coke. Please. If you want to be a ladies man, drink Courvoisier. Cognac in general isn't that good anyways. It just sounds cool to say. "I'd like a shot of Hennessy, bitch." and "I'd like a double of Remy-Martin, nigga" is very "in" and promoted in shitty rap, while "I would rather enjoy a fine snifter of brandy, my dear sir" is just plain stupid. But honest to God, they're all the exact same thing. You drink Cognac, you're drinking overpriced Brandy from the area of Cognac in France. Like everything else that comes from France, it's horribly overpriced for what you're getting (French wine in general is almost always inferior to Italian wine.)
I feel the need to point this out because it's fucking stupid. People drink Hennessy like it's good when it's nothing more than a status symbol. Much like Cristal. I mean, Cristal's already Champagne which is vastly overrated SPARKLING WINE which happens to be made in Champagne. You can end up paying like $200-$250 for a good bottle of Cristal. I don't care how rich you are, $200-$250 for a bottle of wine is retarded. Hell, Grey Goose is the best vodka in the world and you can get a bottle for a "mere" $32.
Besides, the only liquor that is pure deliciousness is Midori Melon. It's a fucking fact.
But yeah, that was a bit of a digression. The point is Alice taught me how to mix a few drinks the proper way while she was running around. I'm just thankful I wasn't working with my boss, because the building would have exploded under the pressure of annoyed customers. She wouldn't have let me help her at all. I would've been doing dishes almost exclusively for an hour and a half while people would continually ask me for things and I'd have to redirect them to her who would not be able to fill the order fast enough by herself. I'm sure most of you have been to bars before and seen how crazy it can get when trying to order a drink. Personally, I always avoided busy bars and kept to the dives and hole in the walls with small, bizarre populations, so seeing this kind of craziness was quite mind-numbing. Seriously, my mind is numb. I cannot think right now. This whole entry was pretty much rambling because no coherent thoughts can form. It's impossible. I'm going to go to bed. This entry took like three hours to write cause I couldn't focus on it for more than a few minutes at a time. Good night.
edit: This entry kinda makes it sound like I don't like my boss. I do like my boss. I just don't like her as a boss.