Working at the Bar...

I've never worked in a bar before. But desperate times call for well...you get the drift.

So I'm new to bartending. It's fun, for the most part, and I've found that I am excellent at making drinks. Even shit I've never heard of before! Washington Apple? WTF? Drink shots or beer like the rest of us. If you can't handle the straight shit, maybe you shouldn't be drinking.

Anyway, a not so fun part of bartending is you're still sober while everyone else is getting shit faced. And drunk people are not fun unless you're drunk too.

So to tell you a quick story filled with humor before I turn in....sit back and enjoy

Drunk Guy: Hey, girl, I need a beer.

Bartender (me): I'll be right with you. (I was helping a waitress get drinks for her table of 8)

Drunk Guy: No, really...I'm out and I need a beer.

Me: Yes, really...I'll be right with you. *Smile to cushion the sarcasm

Drunk Guy: What the fuck is wrong with you? I said I need a beer.

Me: Actually, we're out of beer. I'm sorry. All we have left is pineapple juice and Scotch. Care for some?

Drunk Guy: Hell no. I want my fucking beer.

Me: I'm sorry, you'll have to go someplace else to get it, like I said, we're out. (Still preparing drinks and beer for the waitress)

Drunk Guy: Well fuck you then. I won't leave you this tip.

Me: *Sigh. Guess I won't be able to pay my electric bill this month. I know that Ray's got a fresh shipment of beer today, you should try there.

Drunk Guy: Yeah. This place blows anyway. *Getting up to leave

Me: Need a cab?

Drunk Guy: Fuck no. I've got my ride. Hey! Wanna go to Ray's with me?

Me: Nope. Gotta give these people their beer. You have a safe drive. *Calls cops as he walks into the door (I'm sure he meant to walk out the door)