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by FMajcinek_Archive
Bartenders actually love giving away drinks. We look for excuses to do it.
We hate people with the damned impertinence to actually ask for a free drink. ("It's my birthday, where's my shot?") We look for reasons to overcharge you and hope that you won't notice.
I've never seen a bartender spit in a drink, put a pube in it, or stir it with his penis. I have seen bartenders fail to put any alchohol at all in a drink, and charge full price for it.
If you are prick, we take great pleasure in cockblocking. I mean, it's like our favorite thing to do.
If you are nice guy, and tip well, we can get on your side in a hurry, and don't mind helping out.
Yes, we avoid waiting on people who wave, snap their fingers, or shout to get our attention. In fact, I may never wait on you if you are snapping your fingers.
Everytime I'm asked to draw a stupid shamrock in the foam of a pint of Guiness, I "mess up" and draw a little cock-and-balls instead.
If you complain that your Long Island Ice Tea is "too weak", we will never, ever take anything you say seriously again.
We employees of bars and restaurants hate this damn no-smoking ban more than any of you pack-a-day cancer-cases. This is because we are generally hospitable people who, as good hosts, are very uncomfortable policing our guests' behavior. In addition to the near-Draconian dram-shop laws and their attendant liability, I can't believe that I even have time to make a drink anymore.