I woke up at 6:30 and was at work, coffee in hand by 7:45. I had way more energy and I was much more coherent compared to the last two weeks while I was sick. The general manager came in around 9:30 and started working on the drains underneath the beer taps. If not cleaned properly and regularly, the yeast in the beer accumulates into a mass of slimy phlegm-like wad. They usually clean everything out at night, but he told them that he would get to it in the morning. Fast forward to 10, and he has poured two bottles of drain-o into the drain spilling it all over the ice. I had to “burn the ice” which means pouring hot water over it to melt it. It took 6 large buckets of ice to fill everything back up, and the drains didn’t clear for two hours until the noon bartender came in and did some kind of dark magical trick to unclog it, which is the same method they usually do at night.
It was a rather slow shift, especially with three bartenders. I was able to convince one of the other bartenders to close out the majority of the checks so I didn’t have to use my register. I ended up being accurate down to the penny with my drawer.
They have been short staffed in the host department so I volunteered to stay for a few hours and host. I didn’t feel like picking up a serving shift because I would have had to walk around a lot. They told me to take a break and come back at 5 and work for a few hours. After a 40 minute break we realized they couldn’t clock me in as a host so they sent me home.
I went home, showered and made dinner and then Rebecca and I had an epic imaginary water balloon fight in the apartment.