The weather cooperated beautifully yesterday, for St. Patrick’s Day. After a winter of snowstorms, (getting twice what we expected on some days) it was a great day to stand outside in line, waiting to get in to one of the so-called Irish Pubs.
The three previous St. Patrick’s Day, I spent at an Italian restaurant located right next door to an Irish place. The managers were all scurrying about telling us we were going to be busy, because we would get the overflow crowd. Didn’t happen, not once. We spent our day watching the people in line next door. The only reason anyone in line came in our restaurant, was to use the restroom.
It’s amazing, people start lining up at about 7:00 a.m. to be the first one’s in. They start drinking like it was 7:00 p.m. I’m pretty sure it’s so they can begin the puking by noon. Green beer abounds. I think if beer was meant to be green, they’d find a way to make it out of lawn clippings.
This year, I was again working in a totally non-Irish environment. The only hint that it was St. Patrick’s Day, was the green tie one serving was wearing.
Two women who wear spending their day bar hopping, stopped in. They kept whining about wanting to hear some music. We pointed out that we have live entertainment on Friday and Saturday nights. “Can’t you turn any music on?” (there’s that whine, yet again) I explained that in order to put some music on, I’d have to put the television on one of the music channels. The fact that the March Madness college basketball tournament was on, and people were actually watching it, was totally lost on them. (I think I can state with reasonable certainty, that is not all that is lost on them)
So another St. Patrick’s Day has come and gone….there are a lot of hung-over people dragging their sorry butts into work today….many saying the same thing…..”Yeah, but it was worth it.” Worth what?
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