We often joke around about how if Friday is slow, then Saturday will be busy, or vice versa. Well, this past weekend, I wasn’t paying much attention to that….Friday wasn’t super busy, I left early. This would be the famine part of the equation.
Saturday morning I went in to work a memorial luncheon…it was a buffet…..went smooth…..then I found out we were short some servers at night…I was the only bartender on, and may have to take some tables. So I took a 20 minute break, quaffed down mass quantities of iced coffee, and got busy. Cut my finger while slicing fruit, no biggie, nothing a band aid couldn’t take care of…..a couple of servers were helping to stock glassware…..had to get super stocked on wine….found out there were going to be 2 wedding receptions going on, plus a couple of other parties…..and….the reservation sheet was looking good! This would be the feast part.
It didn’t take long to get into full tilt boogie mode…..there was no way I could take any tables….I was pouring drinks for everyone in there, all the parties and open dining. What a blast!!! I haven’t been that busy in years! I was running out of beer glasses…so those at the parties with an open bar, got beer in any glass I could find…the garbage can was quickly filling up with empty liquor and wine bottles…..
The singer was rockin’ the room…the busboy came behind the bar and did the high kicks to “New York, New York” with me…..it was 9:30 before I knew it! We ended the night with a Conga Line through the lounge….those who didn’t join in the dancing, were having just as much fun as those of us who did….. gotta love it!
Oh! That’s right1 I was working and got paid! Gotta love this job!
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