Spirited Life

I started bartending before I was old enough to legally drink. I was a twenty year old busboy for a tiny restaurant in a small hotel. One of the bartenders quit unexpectedly and the manager pulled me out of the dining room and into the kitchen to give me rushed lesson in free pouring. Two minutes later I was tending bar. Almost twenty years later and I am still standing behind a bar. I used to think I would win the lottery, settle down with a rich woman, go back to college, start a million dollar business, a glorious opportunity would magically manifest itself upon me…something would just happen. I rolled the dice and they were fixed with reality. Now I embrace the profession with everything I have…emmersing myself in the spirit world. It would be stupid to do otherwise considering mixing drinks is how I am destined to make my living. We are shorthanded at the bar and I just finished up with a six night week. I spent my entire day off making infused vodkas for a private party…cookies and cream, asian pear-lemongrass, strawberry-ginger and kiwi-cucumber…and I am currently half way through another six nights in a row. So tonight…after a solid nine-hour bar bonecusher…I arrived at home ready for a laugh. This French parody on You Tube did the trick: http://www.youtube.com/watchv=k_uQcfDoQFI&feature=related