Do I Come to Your Cubicle…

Posted: February 22, 2011 by divebardiva in Daily Ramblings

…and tell you to smile. Okay people this is the deal, I have been I have been a bartender for a long assed time. I have also worked my fair share of day jobs. Not once in my long career of satellite work has anyone come into my cubicle or office and told me to smile.

Listen dumbass, contrary to popular belief, bartending is not all wine and roses. A bad night can consist of waitress drama, evil non tipping and often groping customers, a boss who knows as much about running a bar as I can fit into that little coin pocket in my Levi’s, not to mention the fact that there is often manual labor involved. Now don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining. Bartending has been a great job for me, it really has. But it’s work and the last thing we bartenders need is you khaki wearing Brents and   Brendas rolling into our work place and demanding smiles.

Please take note folks, this is not TGIFridays – if you look around, you will see nary a nametag…not to mention any fucking flair. We are professionals and as such, we sometimes have things on our minds that preclude us from walking around and grinning like an idiot all day. Sometimes it is something simple like, “Hey, I could really use some gum.”  Sometimes it’s 3 drinks, 2 taps, 4 bottles and a couple of Jag Bombs…oh yeah, and the guy at the end of the bar who wants onion rings instead of fries.

So, the next time you feel the need to tell your bartender or server to smile, please resist. We are doing our level best to be as pleasant as possible and for all intents and purposes I think that we are possibly succeeding. If however, for some reason we are not…please feel free to keep your fucking opinions to yourself.

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