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Monday Mornin Sore

November 2, 2009

 

An interesting weekend

After working my 1st shift Thursday on the door, realizing I wore the wrong footwear and also noticing I haven’t been on my feet 7 hours straight in a while, sleep was what I was craving. Unfortunately I had forgotten one cannot simply go home to sleep right after work, one must unwind. So I finally made it to unconsciousness after 330AM. Did I sleep in? Nope, the internal clock went off and I was up before 9. I did wake up feeling pretty good surprisingly.

Having so little sleep the night previous, my intent was to chill at home. No such luck. Friday night, CAPS hockey wasn’t on in my neck of the woods ( CSN DC vs MD ) so Roomie and I had to hit MSLR. A good thing came from our attendance, I picked up a Barback shift for the following night. ( Halloween ) Not only would I be earning money during a fairly busy night ( hoping for $200 ) but I’d be saving the $50 I’d normally spending on Guinness. So for another day I’d break out the kilt, get the hustle up and go back behind the bar for the first time in 10.5 years.

If it wasn’t for the fact that I plan on Bartending by Christmas and I need to get comfortable back there again, Halloween would have been a HUGE waste of time. Well the ladies all ‘hookered up’ wasn’t bad either. I had thought the night was busier than it was. I ran my ass off all night and walked away with $65. I’m guessing being new to this I would have been buried if it was busy. Kinda depressing really. That and the crowd mix didn’t bode well for real tips. The Canadians were in attendance it seems. Canadians as a term does not necessarily mean a geographically, it was a term I had a part in creating down in the Carolinas in 98. Canadians means any stereotypical group who doesn’t tip well historically either by lack of education or just being cheap. Trust me when I say the entire tipping universe is a scam and a big one being run by the restaurant industry. But it is a universe in which we operate. If I see you trying to opt out, you will die of thirst at my bar. Folks 15% is standard, if your servers/bartenders are good 20% is expected. If they suck 10% or less is fine.

Luckily we didn’t stay open the extra hour for daylight savings. Although I might have broken $70…

I woke Sunday in a great deal of discomfort. My legs were Jell-o, shoulders ached, and my back was giving me major objections to my being upright. Advil, food and heading to the gym for the hot tub to see about relief was on the schedule. Considering how I woke today, it seems to have worked.

No working until Thursday unless I somehow pickup a shift. Trivia is Wednesday and if I’m off on Thursday, I’ll head down to DC for the next round of Town Halls.

An interesting weekend

After working my 1st shift Thursday on the door, realizing I wore the wrong footwear and also noticing I haven’t been on my feet 7 hours straight in a while, sleep was what I was craving. Unfortunately I had forgotten one cannot simply go home to sleep right after work, one must unwind. So I finally made it to unconsciousness after 330AM. Did I sleep in? Nope, the internal clock went off and I was up before 9. I did wake up feeling pretty good surprisingly.

Having so little sleep the night previous, my intent was to chill at home. No such luck. Friday night, CAPS hockey wasn’t on in my neck of the woods ( CSN DC vs MD ) so Roomie and I had to hit MSLR. A good thing came from our attendance, I picked up a Barback shift for the following night. ( Halloween ) Not only would I be earning money during a fairly busy night ( hoping for $200 ) but I’d be saving the $50 I’d normally spending on Guinness. So for another day I’d break out the kilt, get the hustle up and go back behind the bar for the first time in 10.5 years.

If it wasn’t for the fact that I plan on Bartending by Christmas and I need to get comfortable back there again, Halloween would have been a HUGE waste of time. Well the ladies all ‘hookered up’ wasn’t bad either. I had thought the night was busier than it was. I ran my ass off all night and walked away with $65. I’m guessing being new to this I would have been buried if it was busy. Kinda depressing really. That and the crowd mix didn’t bode well for real tips. The Canadians were in attendance it seems. Canadians as a term does not necessarily mean a geographically, it was a term I had a part in creating down in the Carolinas in 98. Canadians means any stereotypical group who doesn’t tip well historically either by lack of education or just being cheap. Trust me when I say the entire tipping universe is a scam and a big one being run by the restaurant industry. But it is a universe in which we operate. If I see you trying to opt out, you will die of thirst at my bar. Folks 15% is standard, if your servers/bartenders are good 20% is expected. If they suck 10% or less is fine.

Luckily we didn’t stay open the extra hour for daylight savings. Although I might have broken $70…

I woke Sunday in a great deal of discomfort. My legs were Jell-o, shoulders ached, and my back was giving me major objections to my being upright. Advil, food and heading to the gym for the hot tub to see about relief was on the schedule. Considering how I woke today, it seems to have worked.

No working until Thursday unless I somehow pickup a shift. Trivia is Wednesday and if I’m off on Thursday, I’ll head down to DC for the next round of Town Halls.