Wednesday, May 11, 2005

*So...things are good...WHAT'S THE CATCH?*

It's Wednesday, typically known as HUMP DAY, aka halfway through the work week, halfway home, etc. etc... For some reason, this week has gone by quickly (or so it feels like it). The weather's been great, the Mets and *GASP* Yankees have both been winning, the bar's doing well, and yes, even yours truly have found himself "extra busy" of late, if you know what I mean (which in and of itself is as rare as a Klingon during mating season).

So, things are good...what's the catch? Usually when a slew of things are going well at the same time, conventional wisdom dictates that something bad will happen. If that holds true, I wonder what that could be? With my luck, that could be anything from a flood in the basement, a broken down air conditioner on an 80 degree day, to a bar full of Striped Shirt guys on Nurses Night. Who knows? Only time will tell...until then, i'll just enjoy the ride.

Tuesday night was Dollar Draft night; due to a scheduling conflict, I was forced to play barback on top of my managerial duties while putting my normal barback Mr. TRACKSTAR behind the bar. I have to say he lived up to the task, slinging drafts like a natural. I also noticed that he got quite a few compliments from the ladies. It got pretty hectic at first, but he adjusted fine. At the end of the day, everything worked out and the bar had a good night. (by the way, did I mention that working doubles absoutely suck?) I also noticed a lot of tourists from Britain (typical) and Sweeden in the bar last night. I guess those guys didn't get the memo about Striped Shirts and David Beckham haircuts being a no-no at the bar. I also got to see Mr. BLIND DATE in action again. For those of you who don't know, Mr. BLIND DATE is a recent new member of the Third and Long peanut gallery rotation. He normally comes in on Tuesdays, always w/blind date. They hang out at a table or in a corner, and he wines/dines her on dollar drafts. Oh, and the chicks are usually plump in stature. Hey, that's his thing, who am I to knock it? BBW's need love too.

So, yesterday afternoon. Two guys were standing on the corner of 35th St/3rd Avenue. One guy was a panhandler, the other guy, a suit. Pandhandler approached the suit guy about a "donation". Suit guy began to question panhandler about his plans for the dollar donation. A loud conversation ensues and next thing you know, they are literally at each others throats, pushing and shoving each other. Two minutes later, they apologize, embrace and go their seperate ways. 20 minutes later, the cops arrive looking for the fight. Only in New York.


$3 HEINEKEN/AMSTEL LIGHTS and $5 FROZEN MARGARITAS tonite. Bottoms up!

NUFF SAID