Happy Amateur Hour!

Some people get married on New Year's Eve. Some people pay for overpriced hotel parties where the drinks are slow and short poured. Some people have house parties and black out. Me, I worked. I said after last New Year's I would not do it this one so I can go have some fun (and by fun I mean sit in my house and drink a bottle of champagne with the boy and friends.) Alas though I could not resist the urge to make some extra money.

I decided to bare the night and work. I prepared myself for this by saying at least I am with some great people and will hopefully come out on top of the money heap. So with the night upon us I got my spray tan, got me dress, packed my overnight bag and headed to the city. The thing about New Year's Eve is that all the people who don't go out tend to come out on this day and black Wednesday. Normally they do not tip and do not know how to drink. They feel they need to double fist and get the most out of their package as they can. While most parties will charge you $100+ we only cost 60-70 depending on when you bought your tickets. Our party sold out pretty quick which left us feeling confident.

Anyway I arrived to see all of our furniture being taken out of the bar and the other girls putting up decorations. We could not find the helium take to our dismay so we had to blow up balloons using our lungs, which wouldn't have been a problem if the damn balloons blew up the right way! People started to arrive early and hung out until the party actually began at 9. The weather was uncharacteristically gorgeous for this normally freezing December night. The guys looked their best and the girls looked stunning (I mean hello what else do you ever expect from us?!)

The party began and Dragonmaster and myself decided we would switch off through out the night tending the back bar. Our plans were swiftly broken when all of our young 20 somethings decided to go as hard and fast as possible with their boozing. The space behind the back bar is made for one so luckily we were able to maneuver around each other and get the drinks out fast. I am pretty sure from about 10-1 I did not think about anything but slinging drinks. At midnight I was hoping for a brief reprieve so I could do a champagne toast with my fellow coworkers, no such luck, these kids were ruthless!

So the night went on and we continued to get our asses kicked a bit and in between took a couple shots when we were able to. I noticed Dragonmaster getting a bit tipsy and then she somehow was able to get drunk, I don't know how the girl does it. I was envious because she was more able to deal with the drunks then I was at this point. The fire marshal ended up coming and shutting us down, not because of being over cap but because a girl we had cut off ended up passing out in front of the cops. They didn't seem to thrilled about having to do paperwork either! Apparently this girls hoo ha was hanging out and I am pretty sure her friends were feeding her more drinks, this is all speculation however so who knows.

At the end a kid comes up and starts asking for more drinks, clearly the lights are on and the cops are kicking people out. He says he wants to speak to the owner and that he didn't get his drinks worth. Alright dbag you drank for 4 hours at least and I am positive you drank more than your $70 worth. He kept saying I want to speak to someone about it and i told him to go up front. The cop stepped in and told him to get out. Muffy jumped in as well as the bouncers were starting to try to get him out and told him this isn't Schaumburg, we operate a bit differently. You see these kids from the suburbs who come out for one night in the city don't understand that when the cops say you close, we close. He was starting all sorts of commotion and complaining about paying all this money and blah blah blah. Well listen here bucko we don't give a rat's ass about it because I am sure you were one of the ones pounding down drinks, you probably went to a house party later and continued to drink and make stupid remarks about how we suck. Luckily for us I doubt you would have ever come back except for another New Year's so no big loss there. Again must I state: AMATEURS.

We cleaned up and closed out and some people went to Tai's. While cleaning up my Double Trouble decided to rap about the night and it went on for a good half hour. She rapped about New Year's, Cowboy Casanova, Dragonmaster, work, you name it! She also did not go home with our fellow coworker KM. She saw a guy she went to high school with and well they left together. Me and Dragonmaster had to be back in the morning to bartend for our early open so we got a ride from Mr. Creeptastic and went to her place. We passed out fairly quickly after, she slept on the other couch opposite me in her coat, dress, and purse. Around 4 something am I awoke to her screaming, now I thought someone was in the apartment the way she was talking. She mumbled loudly at first and then the next words out of her mouth were," You want mayo? You don't want mayo, what's the mayo. You think this is funny just wait til 3:45 am to see who is laughing then, yea you mayo." I wish I had it recorded because it was all about mayonnaise!

We awoke the next morning and both just wanted to keep sleeping. 7:30am comes pretty quick when you just worked your ass off the night before! So we went to work and I asked her about the mayo incident. She had no clue but laughed it off. If I didn't know her and was randomly sleeping on her couch and she started screaming about mayo I would know for sure that she was in the service industry just by that, but why would I be randomly sleeping on her couch? Ok side note from me sorry!

So we get to work and set up and she gets a Woodchuck to even herself out and we were wondering where Double Trouble was as she was suppose to work as well. All the girls that worked NYE except for Sequins (she had on a hot little sequin dress) were working that morning. KM said DT did not stay at her place so we assumed she went home with the random guy. She called and said she couldn't find a cab to get there. We were all sitting around the front room when she walked in, wearing the same clothes from the night before, looking a mess. We all busted out laughing because I mean only at our place of business could you get away with that! She quickly changed and we all battled through the day. It was crazy busy and again I did not think except for placing drink orders.

The shift ended and I finally went home. The weekend went quick but I had so much fun with my fellow coworkers I was happy I worked. We got to witness the hook ups, black outs, and general crazy partying that is our job. So here is to 2011, may it bring us some more great stories that I can write about!! Happy New Year!