I'm home from another glorious night of bartending, and let me tell you... this shit is getting so tiring. The act of pouring drinks is ridiculously unchallenging, but speaking at length with people whom I care nothing about is really sucking my soul dry.
This one guy came in and ordered a pitcher of beer to drink by himself. BY. HIMSELF. He asked me if I wanted to do a shot with him, to which I politely declined. He seemed taken aback, and I explained that there would just be no point to be drinking alcohol on a school night, or consuming alcohol for no other reason than it just being there while I was working. He tried to back-track and said that he rarely ever drinks, and when he does, it's not to a hefty extent. Keep in mind, dude. You have a full fucking pitcher in front of you that you had every intention of finishing by yourself.
Anyway, I'm always looking for new employment. I have to admit, I am very lucky to work where I do. It's a great place. And if I were doing anything else I'd probably feel the same way sometimes.
But still.
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