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2000-09-18
19:00:55
it's three o'clock in the afternoon, and i just woke up. an ordinary person would feel extremely well-rested.
not me.
i'm exhausted. i'm beginning to remember why i quit my old bartending job. i think i had completely forgotten what it was like to work until all hours of the night.
the first night is incredible; you meet all sorts of interesting people, and you're so alive on adrenaline that you forget your body needs sleep. in fact, after the first night, you're so wide awake that you feel like it would be impossible to go home and fall asleep when your shift has ended.
that's why i decided to spend a few more hours at the bar, drinking with the other employees and a handful of regular customers. if there were any rules regarding behavior at the old steed, i'd be very surprised. by five in the morning on saturday, the thirty or so of us were sliding across the bars and pouring liquor straight out of the bottles and down our throats. and the women were all soaked through with alcohol by the men who were hoping they would take off their clothes.
it must have been a horrible mess to clean up. i'm still feeling bad about leaving it that way for the cleaning staff. we were clearing out around sunrise, just as the cleaning staff was coming in. the restaurant is only open from dinnertime till closing, so they hire people to do all their cleaning during the day. it struck me as a bit odd at first, but now that i know what a mess they make of that place overnight, it makes perfect sense. the cleaning people must hate us all.
i would consider friday evening a success. i seem to have retained most of my bartending skills over the last several years, i had a great opportunity to keep my mind occupied for awhile, and to make things even better, kat was one of the regulars who stayed for the after-hours party.
i'm really starting to develop quite a fancy for kat. we spent most of the weekend together. i'd go to work while she'd sit at the bar and have a few drinks. then, we'd both stay after i was off to get trashed again and go home.
this is exactly what i'd been needing. i really needed a job to keep me occupied and a woman to keep me company. most of all, though, i needed to throw myself into this new life and forget about my last one.
i guess it's starting to work.
