A sobering PSA from behind the bar
To find it, you have to walk into the Magnolia Smokehouse and look for a staircase in the middle of the place ...
Have you ever daydreamed about your money?
There are people who want to get as drunk as I had the night before and it’s my job to get them there.
The DJ hadn’t even started, so I thought I had some time before amateur hour began. I was wrong.
There are a handful of sounds that exist in the universe that only bartenders understand. Our ears are trained to pick these things up from just a few feet off to entire rooms away. Say, the tap-slap of a credit card being placed down after a meal, or the clunk-splash of a 16oz glass being knocked over and spilling. And, of course, the unmistakable sploosh-splat of vomit.