I went to the dive bar today for the first time in a couple weeks. Things have changed. My favorite bartender went to rehab. She is a meth addict, but a nice meth addict. I hope she does well.
They hired a cute girl that I think is one of the stupidest people I have ever met, and is by far the worst bartender I have ever seen. It was painful dealing with her.
I tell her I want a screwdriver. She asks if that is rum and coke. I say no, and tell her it is vodka and orange juice. She gets side tracked for 5 minutes helping another customer with a can of beer in the middle of helping me, then gets a glass, fills it with ice, and pours the vodka. Then she grabs the gun, hesitates, and looks at me and says, "was that sprite?"
When I have time, I'll tell you about ordering my second screwdriver.
Btw @
humfrz, I hit $575 with $20 in on the lotto machine. It took the new bartender 20 minutes to pay me. She asked if I wanted small bills. I figured she ment $20s. I got $400 in fives. I just shook my head.