Alright people- this is happening. Frankly, it’s been a long time coming. I’ve been working in restaurants for over four years now and, for the most part, I’ve kept my server rage to myself. A lot of times I’ll think about writing something in the moment and then I don’t end up doing it because
Tag: Bartender Life
Whelp, here I am. Jobless. As of last night, I worked my final shift at the restaurant until further notice. With the theme parks closed and the hotels closing tomorrow, there are just no people. As a result, hours have been drastically cut for everyone. Some of us were just a little less lucky than
I don’t remember if I wrote about it, but last year I had a fun conversation with some guests at the bar. They were in town for a few weeks and became regulars on the nights that I was bartending. This was right before I was set to go on my cruise and we, naturally,
I’m sure at some point any one of us has seen those mega-viral posts from servers or bartenders where a guest has left them a tip that changes their life. I’d be lying if I said that I’ve often gone into work and had an interaction with a guest that left me wondering if today
There’s nothing like a touch of the flu to really get things going for you, am I right? Probably not. I’m not usually right about things. I got bitch-slapped with the plague this past weekend and it hasn’t been fun. It all started on Friday night when I was feeling a bit iffy at work.