Suicide with a Butter Knife?

Ok last night at the Bar could have been considered cruel and un-usual torcher. Don't get me wrong I love the place. But, (and yes that is a big but) when ever you have a stage, there is a chance that what is produced on sed stage my not be that enjoyable. Can we all guess what my feelings are on last night show?

I happened to work Hip-Hop night, and where I find the learecks and play on words found in some Hip-Hop a sing of grate intelligents. I can't stand the music that it is normally put to. I find the heavy base beet distracting and the scratching of the record can at some times be like nails on a chock board (yes everyone shudder at the thought of it). And to add insult to injury, I have a felling that the 4 guys that where performing may not have been that good. There where a lot of customers that would walk in order a drink, did not finish it and then leave, remind you this was after paying a cover to get in. And from my time there I can say that when someone payees a cover to get into a place they want there moneys worth. They don't leave!!! They will stay and bitch about how bad the show is, and about how they had to pay to see a bad show before they will leave, and buy doing so they must feel that they got there moneys worth (they will also take care to let the bar tender know how they feel in the hops of getting a free drink)(Oh, and buy the way this doesn’t work). But no they just left. Most of them did not even finish there drinks, they just got up and left.

Now I don't know if you where willing to go out on a limb the way I may be some times. But in the case you where wondering and not wanting to jump to conclusions the answer is NO!!!! No I do not like Hip-Hop (sorry to all those fans of mine that have just deleted there links to my blog), but as I said before there are just parts of it that don’t mix well with me. But I put on my happy face and made nice with everyone that came my way. What I really don’t understand and maybe some one can help me with this is why 1/2 of the customers had the need to walk over to me order a drink and then wanted me to critique there rapping? What the hell is that all about? Don't they understand that I work there, that I'm paid to be there, that I might not have come for the show? And to top it all off the sound guy that was working did not get rapped at all that I could see. At least he has something to do when the show. I just serve the booze, my job to make shore that the customers that don’t like what they here may not realize how bad a time they are having... So why in gods green earth are you rapping at me??? And where I do my best in life not to judged a book by it's cover I just don’t look like the type that is in to Rap, ask anyone that know me they will tell you that I’m right.

Well anyway to rap this up (hehehe I maid a funny) I was walking around the entire night, mumbling under my breath (of course), "I will not commit suicide with a butter knife, I will not commit suicide with a butter knife..

Over The Bridge And Through The Woods

Well if you count NYC the woods… This weekend I went to Z’s bridal shower (oh and speaking of showers we where lucky to get home!) The first of many big gatherings that will be surrounding her for some time to come… The food was good. The dessert was better (as it always is)! And it was a lot of fun!!! With toilet paper brides and pins to steal from other guests. We all had a blast... Z’s role was the same as any bride, and roomies role is that if the wedding party (shared with 4 others of course)! My role well it seams that I’m the paparazzi and the go get it girl… I was either taking pictures or getting something. Well let just say that I was busy… But I enjoyed myself. Z says that she had a grate time and that is what really matters…

And now to put my feet up, they are killing me.

First Night...

Ok my first night at the new job was interesting... There are more things to remember then you can count and that is not good because I have the memory of a gold fish!!!! Lets see:

If you are working you can't drink. Not a problem.
You can get 2 drinks 1/2 price if you are not working.
At the end of your shift 2 free drinks.
They sell at least 25 different types of bottled beer.
Three different prices for bottled beer.
Three prices for tap beer.Three prices for boos.
All the prices for food.
The million of people that work there.
You can comp drinks if you know the persons name.

Other then that is was not bad... Started off the night with a movie. It was a progressive film that felt the need to talk about the down fall of society, and do nothing to stop it. We are going to talk about how scary religious groups are brain washing there kids, putting them in to law school, and try to have them run for office. At one point there was an interview in the move that said that if Harry Potter lived in early biblical times that he would be put to death. Well lets see HE IS A CARATER IN A BOOK, oh and it is not EARLY BIBICAL TIMES. Then it was time to talk about the movie, and all agree that we can do nothing to stop it... They think that they are helping the world by learning about these things but then role over and give up... What the hell is that about??? They should just stay home and smoke pot!!!!! The only thing that is more of a waste of not knowing anything is knowing something is wrong (what ever that is for you) and then not doing any thing about it!!! I mean come on!!!! The movie said the name of the school that they send them too, the name of the town that it is in, and the name of the religious group. Lets see if you see some in your town running for office that went there make it known!!! Wright your congers man/woman... Tell your priest that you are up set about this... Or don't vote for them... But no!!! I herd someone say 'But we can do nothing to stop it'. What the fuck is that???

After the movie and the group give-up it was open mike night. Not bad in all. The people playing could use some help. And it was really fucking slow!!!! Think that I could have done my nails between drinks... The board of health may have something to say about that. But I was told that I was a good bar tender and they want me to come back... So for now we will stay... But I’m having a felling that it will not pay the bills and it is only 2 nights a week to start. But more hours will be coming... As a few are planed to leave... We will see how much money I take home when I learn where all the bottles are...

And here is to the new job...

Tonight is the Night!!!

Well I set a goal and lived up to it...

Tonight is my first day of work... I got a bartending job at a little small "Mini Club" as the owner put it. It is a small little place, with the smallest stage that I have ever seen, the walls are purple, and there is art all over the place. Pitcher an Acid trip and dinner theater then smash them together. It seams like the perfect place to work!!! My new Boss is a Hippy that is now all grown up, and did not make the transition to Yippy. He wanted to make shore that I liked the "Vibe" of the place before he would give me the job. The bar is small but looks like it can pack a crowd around it. Tonight is open mike night and it is there slowest night of the weak, so training will start. Well we will see what happens.

Just hope that it will pay the bills..

And it starts

The hell of trying to put together a résumé is under way and is as far as I can get it... Who decided that this was the way we should be able to get a job!!!! I mean come on! We look down on people that do not have a job, but we make it impossible for those of us that are not that grate at spelling, typing, and remembering dates in general... Spell check only works if you can read, and grammar only comes if you learned to spell in the first place.... And the dates, Oh the dates, they are nightmare for anyone. Needing to look good on paper is only surface deep, and a bad way to judge your pool of canidents. Look at me I'm going to have someone look over it and fix all my mistakes, but that person will not be there when I fuck up on the job!!!!!

The desk jacket is not the whole pitcher....