What fucking day is it? I work 14 hours on Christmas and wake up to texts about availability for New Years!
Tip your servers, bartenders, garbage man, mail man, dog sitter, dentist, stripper, Uber driver and everyone else that has to work this holiday.
If you didn’t leave a tip and I yell out “Have a nice day!” You better not turn around! Keep walking with your head down in shame! You know what u did!
Welcome, How are you today?
“Beer list!?!?”
Oh nice, well, im cocktail napkin and I’ll grab the beer list and go fuck myself now.
You don’t tip because we don’t hook it up....
We don’t hook it up because you don’t tip....
Circle of life.
There’s no such thing as a “proper pour”.... it’s a “do I like you pour”
Or a “your mom should have used plan B pour”
People need to understand that there is more than 1 tab open and I do not remember your fucking name!
“I’m missing 1 bud light...”
Nope, you didn’t order one. But I’ll grab you one now.
“I definitely ordered a bud light”
Well since you definitely ordered a bud light we are now out of bud light. – at Los Angeles, CA
Managers: “Why did you not come to me for help??”
Bartender: “You don’t even know how to do your job, I can’t expect you to know how to do mine!” – at Los Angeles, CA
I don’t go into Dunkin’ Donuts and ask for a beer. Don’t come into the bar asking for a damn coffee. – at West Hollywood, CA
“Can you make a good drink?”
I blessed the fucking rain down in Africa. Don’t question my vodka and soda! – at Quincy, MA


