So this big guy comes to my bar last night and repeatedly accused me of having his card. He stood there blocking the crowd and stared at me, “You have my card, you have my card!” while I was tending to other patrons. I repeatedly said “I don’t have it. Please check your pocket. Your wallet. Maybe you started a tab at another bar.” It felt like an ongoing western movie gun fight but with words.
He figured repeating himself over and over would magically make his card appear. I looked at him dead in the eyes for a split second, all while pouring lines of shots. “I don’t have your card. I am very careful and have a system that I use. Please check another bar. Trust me!” It was to the point that a promoter noticed my legendary awkward eyebrows (oh, you know what I’m talking about.) from afar and offered to buy him a round so that he would chill out. You would think that now he would walk to the other bars to check, but no. Like most moronic men, he was stubborn and thought he could scare little ole me. It’s a NYE party, I am not going to leave my amazing bar guest (who all had a good laugh at this situation) to go on my knees and look for it. I’m sorry, I am not one of those sloppy drunk bartenders; I always have my shit together and do my best to make money for the team and most importantly I always try to ensure that everyone has a smile on their face and is having a good time (especially it being NYE). The promoter (thanks Pax) took it in his own hands to offer to go with the gentleman to the other bar.
Low and behold! He came back, card in hand, and looked at me. A little embarrassed, but it happens all the time so I wasn’t upset and just smiled and said, “See?” In my little world of rainbows and unicorns, I expected somewhat of an apology. Oh no, he just proceeded to order a round for his friends. Cool, whatever, not everyone is as considerate. So I made the drinks. He paid the $38 and left $1 tip. Hey, $1 is a $1 right? Wrong. I have too much self respect for myself to accept anything from an arrogant human being. I grabbed the dollar and handed it back to him and said, “I refuse to accept anything from any impertinent coward. Happy New Years and use it towards a cab. *smiles real big* and screamed NEXT!!” Asshole. I could have stooped down to his level of stupidity and spray Diet Coke in his face¯\_(ツ)_/¯ But I handled it like a woman should.
A big, I mean BIG, fucking (sorry) cheers to all my industry friends for working hard this NYE 💗 Just remember that there are a lot of people who appreciate you all dearly.
Happy New Years to my family and friends 💗 thanks for a great start to 2014 😉 Now to make it through work this morning 😔😂
Have a nice day!
(Joe and Me last night)