“Thank God it’s Friday” ? … No mas…  how about, “It’s Friday?…  WTF”

Friday; the night that signifies the end of the work-week and beginning of the weekend.  What do people tend to do on their Friday night?  Go to the bar.

In contrast to the majority of the world’s workforce, I am now probably one of the few who do NOT look forward to this special day.  Why you ask?  Because Fridays at work suck. First of all, Friday has become my Wednesday, and it is without a doubt the busiest and craziest day at the restaurant.  While the more seasoned waitstaff welcome the busier night, I have remained generally unexcited (to say the least) about this day.

I have finely honed my skills of tending a decently busy bar solo to a point of acceptable mediocrity.  I have risen to the level of being able to chitchat with the costumers while cutting limes, shaking drinks, doing orders for the waiters, and washing glasses.  The computer still tends to be an uncooperative asshole more often than not, but we have more or less settled our differences and have learned to coexist.  I have found that I feel much more at ease and am starting to feel semi-comfortable behind the bar…  and then it all goes out the window once Friday comes around.

And the customer is always right… even when he has an outburst at the assistant manager because his son’s sopapillas took “15″ (when it was more like 7) minutes to prepare and then proceeds to walk out without paying… Why such a long wait?  Hey, nobody told me I needed to cut and pass the tortillas to the cook.   And I just want to clarify, a plate of sopapillas is not at the forefront of my priorities when I’m being inundated with orders, requests, complaints, and criticism.

Gotta tell ya, bar tending is pretty tough.