so my instructor at my bartending school was totally plastered today. i didn't notice it til these two guys i'm cool with in the class pointed it out. he was cracking a lot of jokes during lecture and cursing up a storm. and then he goes out to his car, comes back with two cups full of who knows what, and a champagne bottle. he had explained to us how to open one safely and thought it would be good to have an actual example right there in class. i sipped on the champagne and got a little tipsy. it was nice cause me and my partner didn't need to practice at all. we are totally ready for our speed test, so we just chilled for the last hour. it was fun, cause the instructor came over and talked to us (still completely hammered). he put his hand on my lower back, which was incredibly cold, and kinda shocked me. it kind of occurred to me: i wonder if he's gonna pass all of us so his bosses don't find out he was drunk on the job.
life is hilarious.
life is hilarious.
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darke:
xanderknight:
I have SERIOUSLY thought about taking a bartenders class, cuz I know that once u pass, there is an ASSLOAD of jobs out there, and u get paid a lot.