Oh, woe is me.
I just got home from my new job as a bar back at a local pub that I hangout at.
Since I quit my last job as kitchen manager, a friends of mine asked me to work where she does. She is a bartender at MacCrackens Irish Pub. When you work in the bar business you develope a new family....if you stick with it. She helped me get the job...that Im rethinking about.
My thighs and knees feel like they are about to give way. Going up and down stairs, literally climbing over kegs like a spider monkey and plow through people in a crowded bar is a lot of fun(insert sarcasm). Im exhausted. Hopefully me friends will come by and visit me from my other bar of occupation.
Good night.
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