- I’m the chick who brings her phone in and shows them all the drinks I want that are more complicated than they should be. Hey, get some glasses, people! Anyway, Baileys Chocolate Covered Cherry is a delicious shot.
- But if I didn’t do that, I’d never know what I want. Seriously. I don’t know the names of alcohols, and I usually describe what I want by color or a single ingredient. Good luck with that, buddy. That’s why I don’t make my own drinks. Well, that and the fact that I am terrible at making stuff that won’t kill me.
- I suck down my drinks too fast. Seriously. Sloooqqqqppp. And gone.
- I play all those typical bar songs on the jukebox. Man, I just wanna sing along to some classic rock. Why is that so bad, huh?
- I’m a bad tipper. I don’t know why. I just feel like bartenders don’t deserve the tip. This is awful, I know. maybe
PS. I may be a little drunk right now.