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Interlude

To break the monotony of the December story, i thought i'd bring you up to speed on The Street.

Last time...



I had been fired from The Big Cat because The Greek decided he didn't like me, so as usual i went to the fall back position of picking up shifts. Fortunately, they like having me down at the Irish Pub and i filled in there a few times. Had a fairly woeful NYE at Confused because the owners don't seem to care, and the current manager Pontius decided to spend NYE in Austin. This left no-one in a position of any authority and The Professional decided to alienate everyone else for the night. A couple of days later, Skipper spots me a calls me over.

"I want you back at The Big Cat."
"Whatever."

So back i went. Everyone was happy to have me back, especially BigJ because he nearly killed my replacement on NYE for the following comment to BigJ's girlfriend: "You're so fine, i'd drink your bathwater even after you'd shaved."

I don't really know who says things like that, but i will file it away for ue in a movie that i write one day.

After a slow night last night, LittleJ clues me in that he and i may be swapped. Lo and behold, when i arrive for work, i am told to report in at Ocean Fart. Apparently, Skipper has decided that i need training. In one respect, it's kind of nice that finally after eighteen months someone decides to give me some training, irritating however that by now i don't need it. Training involves in Skips words "I'll be with you pretty much the whole night because you need to learn how we do things over here."

He got in the way for about thirty minutes the whole night, pulling a few people out of the queue interrogating them, and looking over them with his flashlight. So this training never eventuated. Or maybe that was it. I did get lumped with having to stamp people and check them off a guest list for a private party upstairs - i threw the crappy stamp out after the first one and just wrote on people with a sharpie instead - "good idea, Smoke". That on top of hustling people in bribing girls with drink tickets and giving out tickets for Midnight Madness which is when girls drink free from midnight until eight minutes past. I did not need the other security guy coming out because he was bored over my shoulder telling me what to do. I had met him about an hour previously, and turned on him at one point and told him "I know what i am doing. Fuck off." This did not bother him and he cheerily drifted out every now and then with baloons which he let go into the night sky marvelling at them as they flew higher and higher until he could no longer see them. I am not sure, but he might be a little retarded and not just a dumbass.

Skipper called a team meeting at the end of the night, and all three crews from Tough Kids Bar, The Big Cat and Ocean Fart drifted in as Skipper gave his erratic and confusing briefing. Point one was that liquor costs are too far out so bartender have to stop overpouring, and stop giving away drinks without marking them on the comp tab. Also he suggested that there was some stealing going on, and two bartenders are gone for that, including my number one fan. Shes still got the day gig at The Raven and i will see about getting her over to Confused since there is no girl working there. Two security were also fired and i am probably going to replace them with my people as best i can. There's also a spot for a shot girl. Skipper decided to shuffle everyone around, and when it was all said and done, there didn't seem to be a lot of changes anywhere. So much for the great reshuffle. I moved more fish around when i reorganised my tanks...

So i am back at The Big Cat and may pick up Wednesdays at The Tough Kids Bar since there is nothing going at Confused, especially since they brought in two new bartenders which shuffles me way back down the queue. Skipper has promised me i am next in line over there if anything comes up, which may well happen, but then againit's Skipper and i trust him as far as i can throw the tubby bastard.

Sigh. ALL I WANT IS TO STOP WORKING ON THE STREET.

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ideaspace
Jan. 7th, 2007 11:43 am (UTC)
Dude. You're doing it for the material and you know it. Soak all this up, absorb it, put it in memory cans, and you can write anything you want for the rest of your life. You will have texture coming out your ears.

Just don't forget to halt the research occasionally and get on with the scribbling.
smokedamage
Jan. 8th, 2007 05:34 am (UTC)
Possibly, but the excitement has pretty much gone. I have definitely been here too long.
illykai
Jan. 7th, 2007 01:55 pm (UTC)
Wow that's one awesome pickup line. I'd be in the sack with replacement in the blink of an eye!
smokedamage
Jan. 8th, 2007 05:33 am (UTC)
See how that one works for you over there.
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