Thursday, August 17, 2006

WEDNESDAY NIGHT is indeed LADIES NIGHT...

Last night was a pretty good night for a Wednesday. It was Ladies Night and for a change, the night lived up to its billing and brought about a nice turnout of females. A lot of them were there to show support for BABY GIRL, a neighborhood regular who was guest bartending for us again. I noticed from observing her in action that she actually has a pretty good handle on pouring beers and making drinks. And she has a pretty good demeanor to boot. Ironically enough, best part of the night for her? Finally meeting JON CUSACK and STIFFLER. Scary, ain't it? Speaking of scary, they had yet another run-in with their favorite groupies, THE ECUADORIAN GIRLS (more on that later).



It was also a landmark night in that it was the last night for our doorman MIKE G., who turned in his flashlight after the shift. With his busy schedule as a teacher, grad school and a personal business venture, there simply was no more time on his plate for us. We thank him for a job well done and wish him the best in his future ventures.



As you can see with the enclosed pictures, the night turned out to be a good one for all involved. Perhaps this is a start of a good thing on Wednesday nights. Only time will tell.





Back to CUSACK and STIFFLER. Like clockwork, they have some kind of encounter with the dreaded ECUADORIAN GIRLS, their hated groupies. Every Wednesday the guys show up to have cocktails and chase the occasional tail, like good single men do. And every Wednesday, the same groupie girls show up to fawn all over these guys with the hopes of getting free drinks and attention from the guys. And almost every week the girls fail miserably. Last night was more of the same. The guys show up, chill out with drinks and harmless flirtation and then BAM! The groupies show up and manage to throw "salt into their game", so to speak.

This time, I had to do the right thing and intervene. From a distance I could tell that these guys did NOT want to hang out with these girls. However, every time they would make a gesture to leave, the girls would swarm all over them and beg them to stay. It was almost like they were prisoners at their own drinking hole. So finally, I sent a text message to CUSACK, telling him to, in effect, "grow a set and walk out of there like a man's man". Luckily for him, he took advantage of the opportunity given to him by the text message and pretended like he was receiving a phone call. He went outside to take "the call" and STIFFLER followed him out. So while he had the phone pressed against his ear "taking his call", I convinced the both of them to make a break for it (as if they were re-creating the tv show, PRISON BREAK). They looked at each other for a split second, and next thing you know, they were high-tailing it down the block to the next drinking establishment.

The sad part of it all (well, actually kinda funny) was the girl's faces when they finally realized that the boys were long gone. They kept running up to the window, looking with hope in their eyes, hoping that these guys would come back. Alas, the boys were free, free from captivity of the ECUADORIAN GIRLS and their clutches.


THURSDAY:

"LITE NITE" Thursdays are back with $4.00 LIGHT BEERS (bottles & drafts) and two, count'em TWO promos: HEINEKEN LIGHT (6pm-7:30pm) with an AMSTERJAM CONCERT TICKET GIVEAWAY, and a COORS LIGHT PROMO (9pm-10:30pm) with giveaways by the Coors Light Models. Should make for an interesting night, eh?

See you then.

NUFF SAID