Bar staff insider: the busiest night of the year
Picture this. It is the busiest night in the history of busy nights at the pub.
The bar has been drunk dry of spirits, the ice is just a pathetic puddle in the bucket and the whole world and his dog are in to enjoy the disco.
No glasses
You're putting the wrong drinks in the wrong glasses, it doesn’t matter, just get them out. Then, the inevitable happens. There are no glasses. None. Nada. Not a single one in sight.
Every regular is shouting your name but what do they expect you to do? Pour beer into their hands?
Name chanting
So, you begin the arduous task of loading the glasswasher with used glasses that have suddenly appeared. You start stacking but the chorus of your name is still echoing.
I’ll tell you what, take this empty ice bucket and drink your Jägerbomb out of that.
