Oh Really?

We had our annual holiday party where the whole company gets on buses and heads to the casino for open bar and gambling. We meet up at one of the bars beforehand and get a couple drinks in while prizes are awarded. This year we came up with the idea to make t-shirts to distinguish ourselves from the rest of the company.

Well little did we know all we had to do was wear jeans and we would be distinguished as different! Most of the time these parties are very relaxed and people don't feel the need to dress up. Dragonmaster and I walked in with jeans, boots, and our hot tshirts on. I believe one of my friends (we shall call her Hanson for her love of the band Hanson) said it best." I thought we were going to a holiday party, not Miami." Oh this one nailed it on the head. Most of the other bars dressed to the nines, I am talking stilettos, dresses, full make up, stuff that we just don't do.

So we sat around and had a couple beers and the buses came and picked us up. Of course my fellow staffers were the first on the party bus, or so we thought. We saw 2 guys in the back just chillin and we asked how they got on before us and they replied they knew people. We then asked where they worked and they responded (the bar I work at) so we started giving them shit saying ohhhh these guys works at (our bar) and kept going on and on. They were good sports and they learned we actually worked there and had made tshirts. I finally turned around and asked where they really worked.

The one guy said I am about to embarrass you, I said try me. He then told me the guy sitting next to him was the owner. Gulp. I quickly turned to Dragonmaster and for a minute we were silent. Of course they were super cool and joked around with us and partied with us and i am pretty sure we made their bus trip way more memorable. I mean we were the only employees on the busy dancing and singing and having a good time, how could you not love us?!

I guess the moral of the story here is don't be an asshole unless you know for sure that the owner of the company is not sitting on the bus with you!?

Drunks Are My Entertainment

Sometimes you are really busy at night, sometimes you have those off slow nights. I unfortunately had a slow night this past Saturday. While there was suppose to be a 35 person showing up (only 8 bought wrist bands) there were some other stragglers hanging around. I had been on a double that day so I didn't mind that it wasn't crazy busy at night.

I got to catch up with Dalton and Dougie and people watch. Now I had 3 guys hanging around who pretty much gave me all the money they had because I gave them all their drinks. They didn't expect me to talk to them or interact, they just wanted their drinks, perfect customers I would say. So the night went on people from the party were pretty much done with me. I sat on the cooler and retrieved the occasional beverage for the random customer. In my last hour of being in "time out" I noticed these 2 drunk St. Louis fans standing at my bar.

I served them a couple beers and the one guy started to dance a bit, and by dance I mean flop his arms. Well me being bored and kind of a bitch, egged him on. He thought he was really good and kept going, so I ketp going. I would start clapping and shouting for him and he got really into it. Dougie was sitting at the bar and just kept shaking her head, not sure if it was because this amused her or the guy was hitting on her. Either way it was enough to make my night that much better.

The next twosome I saw were a young couple. I don't know how long they had known each other or if they had any idea that they were not in their parent's basement. They were passionately making out against a wall (possibly even doing the dirty) and I just couldn't help but looking. It was that whole train wreck scenario all over again. So of course being in a bored state of mind I started cat calling them. Well some of the people from the earlier party got in on it to and this couple still went at it. I think they came up for air a couple times but it was a sight for everyone to behold.

Side note: the guy in this last scene may have been gay. I am just saying he had on a low cut v neck sweater and tight pants. I later heard he was moving to Australia and some other girl was crying over him. So maybe he is just foreign and unsure of how to act in America?

The topper of the day began in the morning though. Dougie and I were both on double duty and Dragonmaster opened the bar. Apparently when Muffy got in she was behind the bar with a can of coors sipping the sweet nectar of the gods. Well I had a table come in and decided to do tons of shots. Dragonmaster felt she needed to keep up on this with them and every time they did a shot she did a shot. By about 1pm she was blacked out. Luckily I have had much practice in handling this sort of emergency situation and had already figured out how to waitress and back her up as needed. Luckily we weren't crazy busy so she was able to keep up.

She had a bar crawl to go on that night, something about Screw Cupid, and I swear I thought she would go home and pass out. I underestimated my friend. She made it home and made it on the bar crawl. Unfortunately there is not telling what happened that night or how much she continued to drink. She met a boy, made out with him, he drove home with her in a cab, they got out, she made out with him and then told him bye and locked the door on his face. Now that my friend is how you just say no.

I know we all get drunk and I am sure on more than 1 occasion I have been that girl that the server makes fun of, luckily I always hear about it the next day because I go out where I work (need to work on that move) and I am not too big of an ass. I hope these people read about themselves in here and think wow that's me, or maybe someone will read this and think wow maybe I shouldn't stick my tongue down someone's throat in a crowded public area? But here's wishing and knowing that this weekend i will again experience dancing, kissing, and assortments of drunken mistakes while I work and serve!