My thoughts on any given weekend night working in WI

  • “Hmmm, she REALLY needs to get those roots done.”
  • “Wow, she said thank you!”
  • “Damn, he’s tall.”
  • “DAMN!  He’s short!”
  • “I need 2 Advil liqui-gels…”
  • “That walk-by-farting was un-called for.”
  • “Some bad friend of hers lied to her and said, ‘girl you look good in those – wear THAT!'”
  • “Oh that couple will make a good post later on tonight…”
  • “Please stop kissing @ my bar for 20 consecutive minutes – her lungs need air and my customers need vodka with their olives…”

Alright now; time to bend over and grab your ankles

The suits came in last night – ordered their Spotted cows & dirty martini’s and talked about whatever they talk about. Fast forward to drink #3, things got interesting (and louder); it got to the point of lower & middle class people who are “in trouble” in this economy. They basically called them all lazy – unbelievable.  Well kinda.

While there will also be exceptions to every rule, their whole approach to how these “lazy people” live their lives was eyebrow raising.  Especially since these were trust funds babies who act like they’ve never even wiped their own brow without help from ‘the help.’

“If those people would just pay their bills on time we wouldn’t be in this mess.  People are just going to have to hunker down and put a bit more elbow grease into the lively hoods of themselves & their families.  Obama’s going to have the whole damn country on section 8 & food stamps…”

Umm, come again?  Not all middle class people are irresponsible breeders, just like all rich or wealthy persons aren’t pretentious assholes.   People usually do what they have to do to get by; it just depends on their route and what they’re capable of and what they feel comfortable with.

Example, a couple of friends that I went to college with:  The one that lives in Chicago has two teenagers and is a widow.  The one that lives on Long Island is a make-up artist and lives with his two 2 cousins in a house.
Now, both of these people worked at their chosen profession with their degree until they were laid off.  One is working through temp agencies and bartending at a gentlemans club and one is working as a cashier and moonlighting as an escort through a long time agency.  After some time they’re making it work and are doing quite well for themselves and their familes.  Why?  Because – you do what you have to do when you have to do it.  When you owe money for things the collector on the other end doesn’t care WHAT you have going on; they want their money.  Doesn’t mean it has to be long term but, bills still gotta be paid, people need to eat, toilet paper and sanitary napkins still have to be bought, kids have camp/school trips that need your attention and gas still has to be put in the car (or your MetroCard has to be loaded…) among other things.

So let’s weigh a couple options using the suits from today’s logic/way of thinking.

  1. Stop trying to work altogether, get on public assistance until something better comes along.
  2. Continue to hustle on their own on the daily grind, pulling themselves up by their own bootstraps making it work without handouts.
  3. Sit in the house and starve/give up while life goes on around them.
  4. Grand larceny, start mugging people and pulling off stick-ups.

Do people know their are individuals who used to make (beaucoup) ‘Boo-Coo’ bucks now looking and applying for ‘jobs’ that pay only $30 – 45K vs. $200K+?

Most of these people had a great job, college or no college, and made a decent living not bothering anyone or asking for anything.  “The times, they are -a- changin'” and it ain’t pretty.  Some things aren’t going to change.  People are always going to be willing to pay for things.  Things like fucking, drinking, housing, food, even water.  Just like other people will never know what it’s like to walk in another persons shoes.  Not everybody has it all, nor would most want it IMHO; a lot of workers are taken for granted: housekeepers, bank tellers, teachers, day care workers, the guy that fixes the copier, the person that makes your sandwich at the sub place, hell, maybe even your bartender.

What would you do without them?  Who would you talk about then?  Only time will tell.

I love my line of work.  Take care.

I leave you with this little quote:

“Business bad? Fuck you, pay me. Oh, you had a fire? Fuck you, pay me. Place got hit by lightning huh? Fuck you, pay me.” – Henry Hill, Goodfellas (1990)

History repeats itself like a broken (court) record

Hold onto your boot straps (or bed sheets) people; this is a long one. Hooked up with my home skillet today and we collaborated some info.

First off, if anyone has information on how, when and why Stoughton got rid of Greg Leck and then why McFarland picked him up please share the wealth…

Title: Chief Gregory Leck
Position:  2nd Vice President of the McFarland Police Department

His office:
5915 Milwaukee Street
McFarland, WI 53558
Ph: 608-838-3151
Fax: 608-838-7954

What he looks like:

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Seems like this isn’t the 1st time the Village has had issues with the public –

From the website:

“I hereby demand that the Village of McFarland immediately provide me with a complete electronic copy of the current Codes and Ordinances of the Village of McFarland, Wisconsin.

That document has and does exist, either/both in a previously existing electronic file and/or in a file(s) generated for the purpose of launching the re-codification, both of which are subject to requirement to provide under the Open Records Law, etc.”

From Capital Times, Fri Jul 30 1999:  

“Since then, the Rings say McFarland police have made unreasonably frequentdrive-bys and walk-throughs of the ballroom.

“And it’s always on Friday night, never any other time,” said Don Ring.

Officers have also made bigoted remarks and threatened to close him down,said Ring.

Ring said one officer told him, “We’re sick and tired of these people.They’re a nightmare — they don’t even speak English. We’re thinking about closing you down.”

McFarland Police Chief Greg Leck denies that his officers are harassing theRings or their customers. Police attention in the form of drive-bys andwalk-throughs is routine for the area where the ballroom is located, withseveral establishments selling alcohol near one another, said Leck.”


By:  Dee J. Hall of the Wisconsin State Journal Thursday, July 29, 1999

“…But Don Ring said he believes it’s discrimination, pure and simple. Since the police crackdown began, Ring said, the crowds coming to hear a DJ play salsa and merengue music have gone from roughly 400 people to 100.

But it wasn’t until earlier this year when the ballroom began riding thewave of the Latin music craze that the troubles with the McFarland PoliceDepartment began, the Rings say.  Since April, the ballroom has been cited twice, and several Hispanic patrons have gotten tickets, in what the Rings and a Madison attorney say are questionable actions by the McFarland Police.

“We’ve been in business for 30 years, and we’ve never had a ticket foranything,” Flo Ring said. “We can really feel it’s discrimination against the Hispanics.”

Added Don Ring: “They’re definitely prejudiced — I can tell you that.”

Full Story Link: BALLROOM ACUSSES COPS OF RACISM: Police Deny Owners’ Claims Of Bias Against Hispanics

So…  It’s just “hip hop” music huh?


{More to come (I’m sure)}

Your comments/thoughts below?

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 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…

The Buffet Line?

I enjoy my patrons; really I do.  I know many of my posts seem like complaining but really for the most part, they’re observations.

Case in point; you want a couple extra limes?  Fine?  3-4 more cherries?  Cool.  But this is not the salad bar at the Sizzler.  I mean c’mon.  My garnishes are just that.  GARNISHES.  They are not there for you to eat.  Nibble and suck maybe, but not to eat. Continuously.  I had to say something.

“Are you hungry honey?  You know we’re serving food, right?  A Burger?  A quesadilla?  Some fries?  I can’t have you eatin’ up everything in my fruit tray baby…”