Misc and Tips
But there are lots of not so good reasons:
I was bartending my butt off trying to meet my $500 deductible while my car was in the shop.
I had all kinds of end-of-quarter loose ends to deal with: late student papers, reports, proposals.
My back was killing me so much I didn’t like sitting down. (I’m working on that with trips to chiro and massage today.)
I’ve been getting to know a new person, hopefully not a Michelle Rodriguez. So far, so good, but who knows.
I joined the Denver Art Museum and stared at their “color fields” exhibit for awhile.
Stuff like that.
Oh, before I forget: check out these awesome shots of Lucille that Andria took on her journeys:
Lucille is so Zen. I wonder if she’d've been Zen when those boys were trying to break into my Honda.
Last week I learned an important thing about the American class structure and bartending: The middle class tips WAY better than the upper class. Friday night we had 120 attorneys from a prominent Denver firm. They had a hosted full bar all night, including premium martinis, and we worked hard. Not a person in the room probably made less than $100K annually. I made $80 in tips. Next night a hospitality company that runs Winter Park Ski Resort was in the same room for a Casino Night Holiday Party. Only a partially hosted bar–well cocktails, beer, wine. Probably everyone in the room made $30-$80K. We had three bartenders on and we each walked home with $225. That’s the middle-class for you, and other bartenders confirmed it for me: they tip WAY better than rich people.
Whaddya think about that?
