MEETINGS!!! WINNING!!!


Employee meeting! Whoop Whoop! I bet we discuss:

Our pours (I’m still trying to nail mine but I think I can free pour 1, 1.25 and 1.50 ounces on command with both short and tall bottles as needed))

Missing bottle beer (A case a week before Hot Mess got fired turned into five cases the past week)

I can imagine at least one managerial threat (there is always one in an employee meeting and you know it), probably not to fire anyone but, well, something or someone is getting threatened. If it turns out anything like our last meeting where a legit question got flipped into making me sound like an idiot (oh…..oh, yeah, I’m almost mad all over again, and this was two months ago….) it might just be me threatening someone else. So happy I don’t carry a gun when I have no coffee. I need to borrow some of YellowCat’s shock collars.

Yes but you have to understand schedule requests are just that....requests. BRRZAP!

 

(I’m trying to think of what we were told to improve on in our last meeting that we still struggle with, coming up blank….)

Probably something about following sidework charts to make sure stuff gets consistently done, especially with the three new girls on staff (one seems very cool, the second is a doll and the third is too nice and young to survive….she’s just a sweet girl, cocktailing in this joint requires a strong sense of confidence to hustle your money and put up with the boatloads of crap that get thrown at you)

I believe Dean still has his job because he played his “I have kids” card. No, Eiffel, Dawn and DD have kids. And spouses. He has some woman he’s lived with out of a sense of duty for ten years while they both sleep around, and he has no qualms with spending his nights off till the late hours with random women at the bar, spending often half of what he makes. If you’re going to be a fucking dad, then be a dad. Plenty of us wish we could do-over our relationships with our dad instead of watching you trying to get two girls wasted to take them home and sit at the bar drunk off your ass macking on another girl in front of me talking about that other girl….

Eiffel treasures her son with a motherly love that’s beautiful, not obnoxious, Dawn is the world’s awesomest mom (I do believe she’s the ‘cool’ mom, fun and hip without being overly permissive who is a mom to us all) and DD has poured worries over her troubled marriage into making sure her three kids have absolutely normal lives and does work about five jobs (daytime catering, weekend office work, five set nights at the Pub: 6-3 and then private parties at times….ok four sue me) to support her husband after he got laid off from The (Former) Big Government Contractor in town.

And for a song about stressing the here and now, here is Sade and “King of Sorrow”

=)

!M!

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About Malachi the Drink Slinger

Finally transferring to that four year school in January, my goals made, my life set, the blinders dropped, my past signed and sealed, my future bright and airy, a writer, a thinker, a feeler, someone who is enthralled by beauty, an artist worth slightly more than two shits, a lover, a fighter, a person on the way to become the person I have always wanted to be....

2 comments

  1. Awesome post… really entertaining as always!
    5 cases? Ouch.

  2. Shock collars are expensive. They should sell them in bulk. 🙂

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