The world of bartending, and the service industry in general is a crazy, wild ride. Sometimes, crazier and wilder than we'd like. Every time I think that I've heard it all, someone will, inevitably, prove me wrong.
Generally speaking, those of us in the service industry are in this business because we love it, or we tell ourselves we do, every day, because this is how we pay our bills.
Why do we choose this as our profession? A genuine love for the industry? Stumbled into it as a college student? The only job we could find? That art degree we spent so much money on isn't panning out to what we hoped? Whatever our reasoning, most of us soon realize, we will not escape this lifestyle.
We are "therapists", peace keepers, the ones who control the booze, and most of all, glorified babysitters. We are also, the sober ones at the bar, therefore we are the ones who can remember and re-tell the ridiculous bullshit that happens as we sling drinks.
If you are also a part of this crazy and wonderful industry, and have a story or comment, please share. Everyone knows, bartenders have the best stories.
The intent of this blog is an attempt at some semblance of sanity, or normalcy, in the life of a bartender.
Cheers!
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ReplyDeleteSo nice little blog, Jess! Maybe we should mention all the permed mulletts and porn stashes we saw in there yesterday too!
ReplyDeleteWoot! Let the games begin!
ReplyDeleteYes, there were many porn stashes and permed mulletts, but what else would you expect? Maybe a womens cut hard rock cafe tank top on a guy with a horrible haircut?
ReplyDeleteHey, don't know if you're psychic or you just witnessed this, but we had the hard rock tank/bad hair guy a week ago in there!
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