Not a Pub Crawl Fan

Ahh pub crawls. You know you have been on them at least once, you go out with your friends, get bombed and the last bar you get to you act like an asshole. Imagine having 3 of those in one day. Now I understand you have been out all day drinking and sometimes dressed like a moron but is it necessary to not tip at all?!

This will lead me into my day on Saturday. So it started out ok, we ended up not putting my dog down much to my relief and I was in a good mood. I got to work and was geared up for a long double and a Marquette game. The Marquette crowd came in and they were fun and polite as always, then came the first pub crawl. The timing we had was different so they got there about an hour and a half early, no trouble really, we were their second bar so everyone was still polite and sober. Then came the next pub crawl. They apparently did a joint bachelor/bachelorette party crawl and scavenger hunt. We were their last stop, needless to say they were all bombed. Now here is the kicker, they got a free happy hour and could extend it for $10 more for another hour. They also were suppose to have some tables reserved in the back but they came at a bad time and well sorry not kicking people out for your free party!!

So they were all pissed that they must stand heaven forbid. They drank for free for an hour and tipped us maybe a combined total of $6 and that is pushing it. I wish I could say I was kidding but sadly I am not. Most of them were very nice and all it just sucks when you work for free! So they made us shut down the music so they could give their toasts, and there were I think a grand total of 7 and they all basically sucked. The funniest came from Old School, where they talked about the gang bang! So the party ended quickly and everyone was mad they didn't drink for free anymore, however they stayed through out the whole night. Some of them left and some of them started new tabs with me.

One guy in particular caught my eye. We actually he caught a bunch of our eyes because he had on a Michael Bolton shirt and ear muffs. One of my coworkers friends went up and tried to get the shirt from him and he instantly said."I am not retarded." Just in case we thought he was due to the ear muffs and Bolton shirt. We then played Lovers and Friends for him which he knew every word to. He basically made my night with that saying. His girlfriend was a good sport to as we egged on his asinine behavior.

After my double shifts I went to the back bar to bartend and unfortunately we were at capacity so it was not entirely busy for me. I had a bunch of poeple open tabs and most were generous but some were outraged that a drink could cost $8.50, now listen here bub that is reasonable for the amount of alcohol I am giving you, head downtown and you will be lucky to find that price anywhere else. Needless to say these people did not tip. I don't know what was going on that night but tipping was not an option. I am lucky that I had a few awesome tables otherwise I would have been a crabby patty for sure! I ended up having a group sit around the back bar and joke around. They knew some of my other coworkers so we got along pretty well. I was super excited when the night was finally over however.

Besides Michael Bolton coming on not too many great stories emerged. I am basically using this blog forum to bitch about the number of cheap ass people we had out. I have said it before and I will say it again, if you don't know how to tip or you don't have money to tip please do not come out. It only hurts your credibility and our income. I would prefer to not have to wear the look of pure disappointment because you do not know how to take care of your server properly. Yeesh. Anyway my next blog should be better, if I choose not to write until after Dragonmaster's birthday that will be a good one. However I am considering writing out my memoirs on fish and why they scare me!! Bet you are waiting in suspense huh.......