Follow the daily interactions of an affable bar manager of pretty cool and not-so-typical watering hole in NYC, in a not-so-typical neighborhood, Murray Hill. There may be some blurbs overheard at the bar, stimulating observations and random thoughts on random things. So be careful, you never know what might end up here....Enjoy and welcome to my world!
4.24.2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
SPRING HAS SPRUNG.... FINALLY
Yesterday Spring hit NYC with a vengeance as the temps soared to the mid 70's, thus bringing out everyone from their office cubicles and warehouses and out into the beautiful sunny weather. I really got to see it firsthand in Union Square, where I had to go for a doctor's appointment. I swear, the doctor may as well have examined me for whiplash for the number of times I found myself whipping my head around to check out the sights.
Alas, with the great weather, we find ourselves paying a price at the bar because, quite frankly, who wants to be inside when you can sit outside? I often try to imagine Third and Long with outdoor seating or a rooftop area... how cool would that be? At least we have our open windows, which draws enough attention on its own.
Because of the great weather, the early part of the night was fairly quiet. The highlight of the early part of the night was this LARGE fellow, who came in by himself and hung out at the front of the bar. He seemed to be fine when he walked in, however, within an hour, we look up and the poor guy was shitfaced! What tipped it off for us? Watching him all of a sudden, swaying back and forth while trying to balance himself with the barstool. And if that didn't give it away- the part where he kept trying to untangle himself from the IPOD hanging out of his book bag surely gave us a tip.
Eventually we got the poor guy out of the bar and even hailed a cab for him. Only to watch him get kicked out of the cab moments later by its driver because he couldn't understand where the poor guy was going. He ended up sauntering down 3rd Avenue and into the night.
We later got a nice hit from a rather large group of guys/girls, one of which was visiting from California. As it turns out, he's good friends with one of our former bartenders, MASTER THESPIAN. A pretty cool guy. As it turns out, my door guy THE PIT BULL, had to step up to one of the guys in the group because he kept dropping disgusting bombs (farts), just because it was "funny". It was kinda funny to see the whole thing go down- I don't actually remember seeing anyone being threatened to leave for farting before. But to the PIT BULL's defense, they did stink something fierce.
SUGAR also made an appearance with a group of co-workers and they decided to try and set a record for the number of JAGER-BOMBS one could drink in one sitting. Ugh. I think the poor guy's paying for it today.
We also had a visit from THE PHILLY CHICK and her sidekick, MS. AMSTEL LIGHT, who happened to stop by after a nice sushi dinner at TYPHOON. Of course, leave it them to somehow turn a conversation about sushi into something erotic. Not that often that you can make me blush, and let's just say they succeeded. Good stuff!
So what started out as a slow night actually ended up being a good one. And a fun one as well.
Nuff Said
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Oh good Lord I don't think you want me visiting in that case. I'd gas everyone out.
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