So I have been toying with the idea of training to be a bartender at the restaurant where I work. In some ways this would be an odd job for me considering I hate the taste of beer, wine, hard liquor, and pretty much every type of alcohol there is....well with the exception of Malibu Rum when mixed with cranberry juice - girly but I'm ok with that because I am, after all, a girl.
So I finally asked my manager who informed me that he would let me train only if i agreed to pick up the only remaining bartending shift up for grabs; I told him I would think about it. Less than 24 hours later, it had already been picked up by another server.... such is life right?
So I worked a double today and I was hoping to get put in the pub downstairs so that I could at least "unofficially" train with the bartender down there but I didn't get in touch with the night manager before she assigned sections. When I did finally get a chance to ask her, she informed me I would be spending the night shift.....BEHIND THE BAR! Basically the second bartender gave his shift away to a server instead of a bartender and I was the one who got to fill in for the second bartender slot. This did come with a fairly annoying catch but I won't get into that.
So after one short evening behind the bar, I learned several new drinks, poured a lot of beers, spilled a few times and messed up two margaritas, but all in all, it was a good night.
Cheers!
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Two posts in eight months....owwwwww, we're on a roll! xoxo
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