Saturday, July 18, 2009
Here's to hoping today's not as weird and icky as yesterday. It's not often I end up kicking someone out of the bar on my day shifts but yesterday was one of those days. This little old man that comes in every morning and drinks maybe 3 beers on a "long day" got all riled up about something, I can't even remember what the first time now and started poking me in the collarbone with his index finger to punctuate his points. Now the first time I just tell him in no uncertain terms not to poke me!! Not 20 mins later he's arguing with me about something else which I'd simply stated I wasn't going to argue with him about and the next thing I know he's standing on the rungs of the bar stool leaning over the bar screaming at me and POKING ME AGAIN!!! Out he goes and on with my day.
Or so I thought. Then another patron laughing at the whole scene accidentally knocks over a pint of 7-up. We all laugh, it seems once you kick one person out everyone's a little nervous. LOL
Then this little mouse streaks across the corner of the bar from under a keno machine and books toward the buddy bars. I'm freaking not because I don't like mice but because it creeps me out that the last one that was in the store part got bludgeoned to death with the 'wet floor' sign for mopping while I was still hunting for a live catch trap to take him outside. So I grab a bar towel and try to catch him to put this little guy outside. Yeah, that's funnier still to my bar patrons but not so effective. All I manage to do it corral the little fellow on the other side of the bar under the jukebox by another machine cabinet. Then I come up with the idea to just chase the little guy out the door. I get my rock and prop open the door and start chasing critter again to another round of laughs from the bar crown. Finally, I get him out and door shut.
Then comes Deanna. I'm not sure where she comes from but my co-worker from the night shift the previous evening had left me a note about Deanna. She's been here before. How or why I have no clue. Deanna is a vagrant panhandler that shows up once a year or so to bum money, drinks, smokes and try to knock on truck driver's doors to whore herself for any of the previous mentioned items. She's also certifiably CRAZY. She loses arguments with herself out loud at the bar, talks to people who aren't there and from time to time even loses arguments with them too. She really shouldn't be out under her own supervision but I don't know where she belongs either. The cops won't take her because she always manages to have enough money to buy a beer. Our only hope this time is Kay has pointed out to me in her note that Deanna doesn't have ID this time. This could work. Sadly for me and my day she comes in asking for ice ALL DAY. I've been waiting for her to order a beer or drink so I can card her and get rid of her knowing she can't provide it. This doesn't happen until she's came in once while I'm stocking and taking trash out to leave at which time she demands one of the people setting at the bar "Get her more ICE!" They all relate that they're NOT the bartender and are certainly NOT going behind the bar after I kicked the little old man out this morning! I'm not gonna hear the end of that one for awhile!!! I come back get her ice and finally she orders a beer I ID her and she can't cough it up and stomps out mad at me. Mad at me? Crazy lady is mad at me because she doesn't have ID. SHeesh. Are we sure there's not some government grant program we can find for the obese to lose weight and get funded for this process so I can stay home and clean my house, cook healthy foods for me and Rob and exercise all day for a living?
When I get to the big bar to drop off my stuff she's there drinking! No one carded her. Boy are they going to be sorry because Kay and I have found out in the past booze just makes Deanna weirder and louder and harder to deal with!! Also, when we got to my other co-worker's house warming party a bunch of people showed up that weren't supposed to be in the bar because of probation of their own said that the cops were going through all the bars IDing people! I so hope the girls at the big bar don't get in trouble for Deanna because she's not got ID and technically we can be charged under the same code that I was for my ticket for serving someone without ID and with Deanna drinking in there with no ID I don't know if they'd just make her leave or ticket the bartenders at the big bar.
Oh also in the middle of all this I get my papers from the court about my fine payment schedule and the conditions of my suspended 6 months in jail sentence only to find that I'm not allowed to be in any gaming establishment until my fine's paid. Problem here! I WORK in a gaming establishment!! So I had to call the the clerk of court and have it amended so I'm not in any danger of being arrested for going to work! She assures me that the computers are updated and the Sheriff's department won't arrest me if they come in the bar unless I'm sitting at a machine feeding it money they'd rather see in the county's pocket. Whew!
Sheesh, I hope today's better!!!!