April 28th, 2018 {SB}
Saturday night, and here we are, the conclusion of a lucrative and enjoyable April of 4-day bar runs.
That said, while I will certainly miss the extra cash, it’s also underlined for me why I don’t care to do this on a full-time basis, and reaffirmed my decision years ago to drop to part-time hours. This shit would just kill me at 40 hours a week. Eventually the sleep dep catches up to you, not matter how hard you try to level it off. But I digress – this is the blog about my bar adventures – not my adventures elsewhere.
So another night in the service bar, quite gratefully after hearing a snippet of the band later in the evening. Just.. ugh. Not my thing. I’m getting to ride shotgun with Jerry the Older tonight, as he continues to get his feet wet again after a long time away recouperating.
It is again, a fairly slowly evening. We mostly have Haley on our side to field, but really she’s not too bad. Just a little flighty and impulsive, which reflects more on her age than gender, for the record, but all’s fine.
Honestly, the most drama that we had was a beer keg that took a little longer than normal to get changed. Otherwise, it was pretty sedate. Jerry the Older and I chatted about his general levels of readiness to return, and he figured he’d be able to swing it. I suppose we’ll see. Next Friday he’ll have the assist of Cherry, but Saturday he’ll be going it alone.
He did hang around longer tonight than he did the night before, though, so I think that’s a good sign. After he was done, another hour or so saw me finished wtih my duties as well, and I got packed up and out the door in record time. Suits me.
Closing observations :
- I’m not sure that having built-in conversation with a co-worker is adequate compensation for losing a share of the tips, but it’s nice some evenings, to be sure.
- Charon continues to improve at her supervisory skills. My faith is, so far, well-placed.
Next up : Sunday