Pirate night was awesome.
When I showed up for work on Saturday night, I was already wearing tattoo's underneath my uniform. I told Brian about my predicament and asked if I could go as early as possible. He said he would see what he could do. Things were looking up when he got me to show one of the girls what they should do if i go, then he sent her home early. I was a little bummed, then he sent another one of the girls to me. This time, after I showed her some stuff, I was allowed to go. I peddled home so fast.
We didn't play Centurion, but we did slam some beers and yarr'd a lot.
We first went to 'The Oasis', one of the nightclubs here in Broome. When we got there, I asked one of the bouncers if he knew if we would get into 'The Bungalow' after, still dressed as pirates. He assured me that we would not get in.
We partied like pirates, or at least what we thought pirates might party like. We got quite a few strange looks, but I just looked back at people as if they were the ones dressed as pirates, and I was the normal one. 
Like most events, we took lots of pictures, and drank drinks until it closed. 
Most people were tired, drunk and sleepy, but since I had been working so much, and didn't have to work the next morning, I insisted in trying to get into 'The Bungalow'. I walked over with Liam, who looks like he's a pirate even if he's not dressed as one. We waited in line for awhile, then when we got to the door, we were let straight in. YARR! Bungalow is pretty hazy, and since me nor Liam had a camera, we aren't really sure what went on. When we got back to camp, after a stop to Mcdonald's it had to be near 5am. There were still people in the camp up carrying on from the night before. We tried for what felt like an hour, to levitate this guy sitting in a chair. One guy thought he knew what he was doing, and was coaching us, but everyone was confused, and doubtful when it didn't work the fifth time.I eventually decided to go to bed at an unknown time. At 10am, my phone rang. "Steve, its Brian, do you think you can fill in a shift at 11am?" I scrubbed off my makeup and tattoo's in a hazy shower. Luckily, the girls' at work took care of me and forced lots of coffee and liquids into me so I would feel better.
I am now 'The' bartender at Lustre. The other 2 guys are gone, which makes me numero uno. Last night I trained a new girl behind the bar, and this morning, I trained a new guy to sandwich build. This week I put in 52 hours, would have been much more, but we closed pretty early a few nights. Tonight I have the night off, and tomorrow morning off, so I am going to enjoy myself. Today marks my 18th day in a row without a day off. The new schedule is out for next week, and I work every day. Two Sandwich shifts, and six bar shifts. Cha-Ching. I really don't mind working that much, it's pretty fun work, and I know by sacrificing a little bit now, means a little more fun when we get to the east coast.
Yarr.
