Long before we had booked our trip, Drew and I had both hoped to one day bartend down under. For me, it actually became reality.
When I showed up at 4pm on Friday, the place was already packed. All the navy, army, ecetra ecetra in the area had come out to The Shed, all in uniform. By 7pm the army and the navy had already almost came to blows. We had a lot of security on so every close call was defused pretty quickly. I had to train Rob, who would be taking my place as SuperGlassie. He hadn't worked a shift yet, so this was his first, on the busiest day of the year. I was running around everywhere, trying to set up for the horse show, training Rob, and taking care of my regular tasks. Bus loads of people began showing up at the door.
The Shed's capacity is 890 people, 890 people wanting drinks. My turn to get behind the bar. They stuck me down at 'shindig' which is the bar next to the dance floor and band. Other than being shown how to use the till on Thursday, I hadn't been shown anything else. I think I picked it up pretty quick and began spitting out drinks as if i knew what I was doing. Served a ton of vodka redbull's, and a lot of water to thirsty dancers. I was only behind the bar for about two and a half hours, but i manged to take home $27 in tips, and I found an extra $5 on the floor while cleaning up. I probably could have got more but I wasn't behind the bar from 1-2am where most of the tips start happening.
That night, Chris and Sebastian were supposed to come down and see me working my magic but they never showed. I talked to the swede the next morning. They went to 'Black Bettys' first to have a few jugs. Chris went out for a smoke, but they said if he wanted to go back in he had to wait in the line again. The line was big so he tried to get ahold of Sebastian but couldn't, so he just went back to the hostel. We were watching tv on Saturday morning, and one of the girls here said Sebastian had gotten beaton up when he was leaving the BB's later on. We didn't see him all day, but saw him on Sunday morning. He remembers walking out of BB's then waking up on the ground with people standing all around him.
He's alright, no broken bones, but needed a few stitches. He thinks he was attacked from behind, and I'm pretty sure he didn't provoke this.
There's an older man that stays here, I'd guess that he's between 70-80. He's Australian, but rocks a 'Canada' hat. I was walking down the stairs with him the other day and I said, "That's a mighty fine hat you got there." I was about to increase my speed when he replied, "You want to know how I got it?" I said, "Sure." Well, he had been driving his boat while his hat had flown off, He was going to turn back to get it but decided against it. Not two minutes later he saw something red floating up ahead, he slowed down and got a pole. Bam. New hat.
I would like to post more on here, but from Friday morning, to Monday morning all my time and energy is tied up with work, I sleep then eat between shifts with not much time for anything else. This week especially was crazy. 50 hours at work and a very tired body.
Matt, Drew and Nic get back tomorrow. I can already taste Drew's jealousy that I'm behind the bar. Unfortunately for him, 'Mustang' only hires female bar tenders, which can't be that bad.
Mmmmmm. Let me soak in your envy.
