Last Call

…and I thought nothing was going to happen tonight worth writing about.

We love business.  Any GOOD business.  But; why do people come in at/near closing time, lolly-gagging, order a drink and proceed to nurse it for an hour?

I’m all for sipping good spirits but c’mon.  I mean, really?

It’d be different if you were keeping me here and earning the bar AND I some ends – but no, the three (3) of you are just sitting here, laughing talking about some broad outside while I’m waiting to close up – there are other bars on the block open later.  I just want you to know that.

I know it’s not your fault I have menstrual cramps but I do and I’d REALLY like to go home and that 25 minute train ride is gonna feel like 125 minutes the way I’m feeling right now for every second you all stay here.

Please leave so I can put up the damn bar stools and lock up.

Thank you.

A bird? A plane? No; it’s daddy’s credit card!

This group of people come in once/twice a week and order $50 – 100 worth of food to go, during the BUSIEST time of night.  They pay w. the golden plastic – I will NEVER understand people who NEVER tip for take out orders?  Just because you’re not dining in with us we still did you a service.

People are still working to make sure your order is correct and satisfactory even if you aren’t staying…

What’s up with this?

82, Don’t stiff your bartender or to-go person on a tip just because “they aren’t waiting on me and don’t provide table service”. First of all, yes, they are waiting on you. They took your phone call, wrote your order, transmitted it to the kitchen, boxed up your order and delivered it to you. Second of all, yes this is a “service”, right – it’s just not table service? No, you don’t have to tip the normal 15 – 20% because it’s true that they aren’t providing table service to you. But you should at least tip 5- 10% for the service and convenience that they are providing to you. Just remember that a to-go server is relying on your tips just as much as a table server. If you don’t do the right thing and tip something, eventually you won’t be able to get to-go food because they can’t pay someone minimum wage or less to ring $1500 worth of food and run their asses off for dozens of customers on a decent to-go shift.

[82 is from: http://teleburst.wordpress.com/2009/11/04/top-100-things-that-a-guest-should-try-to-avoid-doing-76-%E2%80%93-100/]

Things that make you want to punch people in the face…

…Since I’ve been away I felt this would make people laugh and de-stress their Monday at work.  Please Enjoy.

  • Women w/ too tight stretch pants and show a camel toe so outrageous it should really be called a “Mooseknuckle.”
  • People in line for 20 mins and don’t have their order ready and their money out; I mean my gawd – how many times have I seen you here at ____________________ (insert deli/bodega/restaurant name here).
  • You are not wearing a hard hat. There are no construction Foremans looking for YOU. If you had an important job to do somewhere, you wouldn’t be here annoying me and everybody else. Get OFF the damn walkie-talkie inspired phone. Dumbass…
  • Women at the bar who smile in your face and talk about you (in spanish) once they’ve given their drink order and then turn red with embarrassment and fright when you give them their change back while asking them (in spanish) if they’d like anything else… {Actually I kinda like this; it’s funny to me…}
  • One word: Crocs.
  • Hypersensitive people that act like if you tell them the truth about something that has to be said you’re a son of a bitch. Chill the fuck out.  It is NOT that serious.
  • Irresponsible breeders (of the human kind…)
  • People in front of me online at the coffee shop that don’t know what the hell they want.  It’s coffee.  You’re in your 30’s; is this your first day on planet earth?  Get your coffee and get the *F* outta my way. Please.
  • People who talk about REALLY personal stuff on line @ places.
  • Chicken-headed-hoodrats with annoying RADIO ringtones. You don’t have money for a POST paid phone but you have $$$ for ringtones? Really?
  • Chronic Misspellings.
  • Women who spend money on their hair and nails and their children look like refugees from some 3rd world country. Get your priorities straight, douche bag.
  • People who turn into Phone DJs on the train/on line. No one asked you to play that 30 second blip of Lady Ga-Ga and Mr. 305 over and over and OVER again. Asshole.
  • People who don’t wash their hands in the bathroom and then look at me in horror as they get ready to leave the restroom as I say; “um, aren’t you forgetting something?…”
  • People who just want to add me to invite me to events and NEVER once send me a “Hello!” or anything of substance.
  • Fucked up french fries; you’re fired!
  • Women who wear open toed heels and they have jacked up feet and crusty heels.
  • Chronic name droppers who have to mention who they know in some city/music group/etc or elsewhere for that matter.
  • Miley Cyrus & the Jonas brothers gear/commercials
  • Co-workers who are the last to arrive to help set up the bar and the first ones to count their tip jar, barely clean up and one of the first ones to bounce. You tend bar, although not very good, you CAN NOT leave when the crowd leaves. Dumbass douche bag.
  • People who can cuss like a sailor but the words “please” and “thank you” are no where to be found in their vocab…
  • People with horrendous B.O. and bad breath that insist on trying to come right up on you for an up close and personal conversation.
  • People who grunt at the gym although not lifting much. People who do more walking/gawking around the gym than working out. If you had sweat in your eyes maybe you’d do what you were here to do…
  • Fake Bitches of the male & female variety.
  • Vegetarians who try to make me feel bad for enjoying a big ass tasty hamburger. Get over yourself.
  • Women at the bar who give me an attitude due to my “youthful” appearance. I know how to make your White Russian, I’m over 21; and if you were a real woman with your own bread, you wouldn’t have to wait for this guido next to you to buy you a drink…
  • Women who don’t wash; if I can smell your p***y from BEHIND the bar… HOUSTON WE HAVE A PROBLEM! You are burning my nose hairs and making my patrons uncomfortable. Weren’t you taught any better? Go wash your snatch before coming in here…
  • People who say to me, “you’re putting ketchup on THAT?” (Eggs, mac-n-cheese, etc.) Go fuck yourself and get away from my plate.

These are my opinions. Short or long, feel free to add your own here. Please.  Thank you.

A Persian, an Ecuadorian and a Drag Queen walk into a bar…

Fellow Bar Keeps…

Ever have a day, a week, a month, even more go by great at work and then things start heading downhill because you don’t “fit the mold” of the other bar personnel?

Yeah, me neither…  But, if I did (hypothetically speaking) it may go something like this:

You help out the owners and managers  starting out and then they start letting people go at their every whim and talking about them at every waking moment and in every managers meeting.  Then we’ll promote those who spread their legs and do you ‘favors’ (male and female).  Grow up, right?

Of course not; so, we’d start letting one of the managers, (we’ll call her Pera K. just for namesake) splurge and collect salary pay and hourly pay w/ tips of course by sticking those they don’t like on shitty day shifts, every day and taking all of the regular good shifts Wednesdays – Sundays.  And, in celebration of that, she’ll get stinking drunk and call the colored workers stuck up niggers while she passes out and has to be carried out of the bar on the backs of two employees.  It’s her day off but pshhhh, WHAT THE HELL!  There’s no need to show a little reserve within ones place of business even if we’re in charge…

Next, we have a gent who’s kinda nice but, not a strong night bar man, we’ll call him  Six-Four.  He receives a ticket at his other place of bar business for serving an underager beer/liquor and gets a pink slip.  He comes in and gets wasted with Pera K. and most of the other off duty supers.  The next week, he has a strong arm shift after hob-nobbing.  Hmmm…  Six Four must live up to his name in another dept huh?…

Moving onto a supervisor who seems friendly; he speaks but tells horrible jokes.  You chuckle anyway as to be light-hearted; his name is Noni Burma.  A supervisor he is; doesn’t get invited to half of the managers meetings, takes racist comments from one of the owners and tells the staff what he doesn’t like (constantly) about the owners, other supers and certain staff.  Yet, he doesn’t speak up.  I guess its okay to be a pussy and not speak up for yourself in an economy such as this; I mean hey, who needs self respect when you’ve got a family at home and a boss who doesn’t realize he’s going to be bankrupt in under 5 years because his club bartenders are taking at least 5 shots an hour from 9pm til past closing…  Ahh well.

Then there’s Ricardo Amante.  Ricardo runs security and manages the bar.  You can’t miss him; he’s the stocky Latino who tends to be followed by what I call the Blond Brigade.  Never a shortage of them around; as long as there’s  Latino and Black men along with free liquor, you can be sure to find these tricks sniffing around someones nut sack.

Moving on, let’s name some more of the things that are serious no-no’s that are always going to take place:

  • You come in to your shift 20 mins. late and immediately get on your cell phone for the next 10 mins. to “help drum up some business by calling my friends”
  • You pull a NCNS* (twice) togo to a basketball games and wonder why others are giving you that “funky” look.
  • You’re constantly 15 mins. late because you are not getting along with your spouse/significant other and feel the need to have a ‘talk’ right before work.
  • You can’t take out trash or get ice because that’s not “your  job”
  • You don’t rotate product when restocking because that would require kneeling down on an ‘icky’ floor
  • You leave empty liquor bottles on the shelf so when the next shift’s BT grabs it they have to find the backup
  • You are OBLIVIOUS  to the 6 people that have been sitting in the stools next to your 2 girl/guy friends because you think that your friends will tip you better on the $10 tab you’ve given them than whatever the 6 ppl  can possibly muster up
  • You run your fingers through your hair, play with your teeth and then make a drink grabbing the drinking edge and squeezing a lime into rum and coke because you think “you’re clean”
  • You make a White Russian in this order: kahlua, layer it with half and half, then layer that with vodka, because ‘that’s the recipe’
  • You think that ‘a little bit of brown on the edges of your lime wedges is fine- after all, they’re still mostly green’
  • You refill your speed pourers daily with new on top of old and only wash them when they ‘look dirty’
  • You rinse EVERYTHING in cold water because your fingers are too sensitive and it’s the same as hot anyway
  • You don’t understand why a dull knife is actually more dangerous than a sharp one
  • You get stinking drunk after your shift and laugh as you fall off your bar stool all the while proclaiming loudly, I CAN’T AFFORD TO DRINK HERE AFTER WORK, WHOO HOO!!!!
  • You constantly butt in on your coworker’s regulars.
  • You’re the bars General Manager and you do so much coke in the other bathroom you have NO idea what’s going on until two-week later.
  • You regularly serve drinks in glasses with lipstick marks on them because you don’t do a thorough job washing glasses, and don’t check the glass before making drinks

These are all possibly true and can happen in any bar; anywhere.

The No.1 sign of a bad bartender out of all of them would be if you see any of your fellow bartenders committing any of the above you do nothing.

The No.1 sign of a good bartender out of all of them?  Seeing any of the following and saying something about it and getting written up for bringing things to that persons attention…

*No Call, No Show

Sticky Floors as gooey as a movie theatre and a teenage boys magazine stash

You’re drinking; okay.  You’re flirting; fine by me.  You’re dancing and enjoying the music; fuckin’ fan-tab-u-lous.  You’re past tipsy but not quite wasted; I’ll call you a cab if need be.  But why oh WHY do females feel the need to take their shoes off in a bar.  A BAR.  Do you know what’s on the floor in here?  I know what’s lurking back here before we clean up @ night but my goodness…

Chicken wings, fry wedges, GLASS, spills, VOMIT, cigarettes and other QUESTIONABLE LIQUIDS.  That’s just nasty.  If your feet hurt, cop a squat or bring flats in those big ASS purses y’all bring to the place (which I also wonder why THAT is, but I digress…)

It’s nasty; don’t you have any home training?

Hell-o-ween Dress Unrest

Halloween.  Time to dress up.  Or down.  Or in most cases for the women, undress.

It was a slow night and conversation sparse, but one in particular took place that sounded way to familiar.  Dialogue that takes place every year about this time.  Freak Fest, Ahoy!

To make a long story not so long, a group of Valley Girls were talkin ’bout who they were going as this year.

Why do chicks always make such a big deal about the little dental floss costume they’re going to wear this year.  We need to rename Halloween, “Closet Whore Admiration Day.”  Oh c’mon, that’s all it is people; and you know it.  A lady in the living room and a whore in the bedroom.  It’s 2008 and by peoples behavior in the bar, they, well, let’s just say nothing’s forbidden anymore it seems.

I wish bitches quit being insecure about shit.  If you like dick (or clits if the case may be) just be you; don’t have a ‘holiday’ be your excuse to dress down.  If you feel comfortable dressing a certain way then let you be you.

It’s like people who always have sex in the bedroom and no other room in the house.  Once a month.  In the same position.  In under 20 minutes.

…or less.

Chickies, stop making excuses for wearing th fishnets and micro mini skirt or the ass-less chaps.  If you aren’t comfortable with YOU, you may as well toss in the towel right now.

Whether you go home alone and wash your face of make-up or home with a partner and your “clothes” end up on the floor like a prom dress and you’re face down ass up – dress the way YOU want to dress and do it smartly.

Please.

…and Thank You.

P.S.  On the same note, please ladies be FRIGGIN’ SMART when you’re out.


  • DO NOT Drink beyond comprehension.

Watch you ass because not all your ‘friends’ are good friends.

Cocktail Condoms & Common Sense

Please forgive me people; it’s been a long 4 days and my eyes need toothpicks like Fred Flintstone…

I remember seeing this post from Jess last summer and thought I should breathe life into it here in the Midwest.  Enjoy and check out her position on your side of the bar. (She’s retired from bartending.)

…cocktail waitress Karri Cormican and bartendress Hannah Bridgeman-Oxley … thwarted a potential rapist who tried to drug his date’s beer. Twice. The waitress spotted the first incident when her female customer was in the restroom. Rather than pretend it was none of her business, she fed the couple a line about the beer being bad and promptly replaced it with a clean one (saving the adulterated beer for the cops). As the waitress was privately informing the woman outside about what had happened, the bartender caught him doing it again. This time they called the cops. The guy’s been sentenced to a year in jail.

The woman, of course, was lucky that her hostesses were 1) paying attention and 2) felt an obligation to act. As this instance demonstrates, not every date rape case is the result of drunken stupidity a lá Girls Gone Wild (note: if you’re ever in a bar that has actual signs posted on “How to Avoid Having Your Drink Drugged,” that’s probably not a bar you want to spend time in. And yes, I actually saw this sign in a bar once).

Which is all just to say:

Bartenders, pay attention! Your job doesn’t end at mixing drinks and handing out change. You have an obligation to try your best to maintain a safe environment for your guests.
And drinkers, pay attention! Don’t rely on others to save your ass; drink smart and make sure you’re not opening yourself up to opportunists.

If we each took a little responsibility, we could probably prevent a lot of unsavory crap from going down, and you’d never need to utter the words “I’ll take a pack of cocktail condoms” again.

Jess Sand: http://barstories.blogspot.com/

Blazing Saddles ride again in ye old Mc Farland

I saw Def Crew was playing at Con Safos so I got on the horn, called MY crew and told one of my favorite bartenders, my home skillet, Miss China Moon that I was coming in to her abode this evening, and to have one of her famous drink specials ready.  She chuckles…

We all get there and I see exactly what I want, a hug from Izzy and China’s grinning holding up a bottle of Bacardi.  “I saw you come in.  The Dominican Goddess has your name on it mami.”  I tell her I’m still hooked on those Reggaeton Rainbows and 3 Legged Monkey from the past couple weeks. Time to get up, flirt and shake my groove thang!

The shows going well and the crowd is hyped up on the music; at about 12:30 or so I hop down from my bar stool as I’m about to call it a night because I’ve got a 2 jobs to report to tomorrow/today.  One of the owners comes in and whispers to China, by the look of her face and the statement, “why?  what for?” I know this can’t be good…”  China steps back, puts down the bottles she had been about to serve, turns the bar lights up and walks over to Angela, leaning in and spoke in a low voice.  The chain of upset and confused looks continued as the bar manager came behind and asked why the lights were on as of course it wasn’t time for Last Call.

I get back up on my stool and wait.  China tells the up and coming patrons that she missed last call and is no longer serving alcohol.  No one really frets or objects, but she looks at me and gives me a head nod to follow her around by the kitchen door.

We’re speaking when who walks in?  Two of the most Barney Fife looking mugs I’ve ever seen in my life.  I swear, a couple McFarland cops with their hands on their hips/guns like they were walking into Who Knows Where. I know they were in Shock and Awe when they saw all those white folks in there.

They must be REALLY bored out there because evidently what happened was the owners came in from that long ass mtg at the village and not 10 mins later, the cops show up just to see if they could catch them fucking up.

Whoa …  I  mean if some people don’t want to be around people of color why don’t they stop tanning and move to, to, wait, “them coloreds are ALL OVER the place! (banjo music playing in the background…)

I wonder if the board in making their 3 hour decision realize that they just eliminated the income of some really good people.

Four:  The number of women bar tenders working some night shifts in this tough economy to help make ends meet.  (and no they are NOT all single mothers having a tribe of children.

I guess no ones talking about the stabbing and people being punched out and falling in the water in other McFarland bars on Exchange St., Erling Ave, Sigglekow, Hwy 51 and Larson Beach Rd…

45 – 90 day suspension; hmmm just long enough to bring them to the brink of closing without looking like the bad guys to the public (vs. revoking it completely.)  I’m sure this is just what chief Lick Nuts/Leck needed to get his dick rock hard and all this attention will allow him to purchase a new set of tweezers to pull it out with the set of balls he’s missing…

I see from the nbc15.com comments that people really think.  Don’t tell me it’s the music being played there one night a week, or that it’s Old School or Marcy and the Highlights on Sundays or Zumba people or the Salsa/Banda heads, etc.

Just be honest with us and above all, be honest with yourselves.

I told China to apply at my job or a couple others for tending bar @ night, they’d love to have her and her crew around no matter what color they are or what music they listen to.  I don’t know how her and her beau bought a house out there.

Comments Welcome as always…

Village of the Damned – UPDATE: Village Mtg 9/23/08 @ 7PM

The Trustee Sharon Payne (her info):
4505 Field Avenue
608-838-0411

sharon.payne@mcfarland.wi.us

is the one that called the meeting for this evening.

::: UPDATE :::

The meeting will not be held at the Municipal Bldg in the Village of Mc Farland since it is not a scheduled meeting.  Instead it will be held at The Green Lantern this evening at 7PM.

Per the letter, participants will be asked to sign in and sign up to speak in turn.

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