#bartending life

[benaboutown]

This is a martini. It was invented sometime in the 1880s or 90s. Probably.

I think 2.5oz of gin to .5oz dry vermouth is the right ratio. You might like it another way. That's okay too.

Cheers!

[comeuptomycl0ud]

[estonvega]

Fictober 2018 Day 10 -   “You think this troubles me?”

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While business had become significantly better since the Alliance set up camp in Boralus, Eston missed those quiet nights where his only worry was how to make sure his regulars got home safely and didn’t end up in the harbor.  Now, the drunks were far more varied, the majority of them belonging to one military organization or another.  Drinking was a very viable way of forgetting about the bullshit of the day, until the drunks decided to bring it up themselves.

Tonight was such a night, and the culprit a human from the Stormwind military.  His buddies had ditched him long ago (with good reason) so here he was, sitting at the bar and yammering on about the current political state of the world.  While Eston never minded a good discussion on the topic, trying to have one with a heavily intoxicated man was not his cup of tea.  Half the words were slurred, the other half were derogatory remarks directed towards the Horde and all the things he would do to them in the most colorful of details.  It was getting old.

There was a lot of nodding on Eston’s part while tidying up the bar but at some point you just want someone to shut the hell up.  Eyes drifted towards the ceiling and before he caught himself, out came the word vomit, “Ohhh for fuck sake.  You think this troubles me?  This petty shit over resources and land?  You realize there are MUCH bigger things at risk here, much bigger common enemies that aren’t here to kill one faction over another, nahh, they are going to fuck up the entire world.  Yeah.  How about you talk about that huh?  How about you talk about shoving that sword up some Old God ass instead?  Or how about you just finish your drink and get the fuck out, consider that round on me.  But please....please for the love of everything good in this world just stop talking.  Also, I feel I should add you have a very unhealthy obsession with wanting to shove weapons up the asses of your enemies.”

The man stared in bewildered silence at Eston’s sudden outburst before finishing off the rest of his drink, “Asshole, gonna take me and my men’s business elsewhere from now on and let everyone know not to come to this shithole.”

“Please do, -private-.”  Stressing that final word, Eston knew damn well this soldier had zero sway in anything military.

[thedeepestofdesire]

and i got a new bandanna 😘

[benaboutown]

I often think that I want to like bartending more than I do. I enjoy making a good cocktail, especially when I can take my time with it, but I've only been in busy environments with too much too and not enough resources and everything a bit too hectic to enjoy it.

Mostly I just miss writing all day and feeling like I had space to myself to create something. I just don't miss being that broke all the damn time.

[benaboutown]

Had my first shift at the new bar last night and boy did we get walloped on opening night. I cranked out a few hundred drinks and mostly got through it. I'm tired and beat but I guess I'll go back again this afternoon and do it all over again.

So far I think I like it, but bartending is some tiring work. It's probably good that I have a job that keeps me on my feet moving all night, since otherwise I sit on the couch and write, but fifty is a crazy age to decide to do this.

On the bright side, I'm not in tears today and I'm feeling okay even if I look like I got hit by a bus.

Love you all and hope you're having good mornings.

B

[benaboutown]

I'm about to head into work to make aprox 200 martinis. Let's all hope someone cute wants to sit and flirt with me all night.

See ya on the other side.

[frzerburn]

Me and my Girly Pop CAROLINE! I love this lil shit head!