Today I almost became a bartender. After heavy consideration I thought it a bad idea - a really bad idea. For a grand sum of $8-8.50/hr the responsibility of supervising far more experienced and tenured high-volume bartenders seemed a joke. Why bother humiliating myself? I should mention my man works at the same place so why risk humiliating him too? To be kind, I wouldn’t make for a good high-volume bartender and this place does 500 – 1000 covers a day in season. I really hope I don't close the door for good by passing on the position (they were "just trying" to get me into the organization to see how we jived and maybe –just maybe—it would turn into something else) but I think I would have only made myself look like a fool. I haven’t bartended for like a decade and I was only OK at it then. (My motto was if you didn’t know what went in your drink than you shouldn’t be drinking it; aka: I wore a tight t-shirt and sold a lot of beer, vodka tonics, etc.) I can't remember what goes into cocktails and I don't even like making my own drinks - I like having them made for me. I sucked it up though and made one pre-work drink while I wrote a draft of my refusal e-mail. This sucks.
My life sucks.
I hope your life is going better.
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To add insult to injury I discovered that the very same organization with whom I interviewed today (for what was presumably a management position) had a restaurant management posting on craigslist. WTF? I have more than 20 years experience in the industry with nearly a decade of management experience. I'm starting (OK, not starting but am increasingly convinced) to think they are sexist here on top of everything else. Go NOLA.
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