I overhear a conversation my fellow bartender is having. Guy comes up, says, what do you do for birthdays? You do shots? He says, yes, we do. Four dollars a shot.
Later on, end of night, guy comes back, fellow bartender says, all right, birthday boy. Lemme buy you a shot. He says, I don’t want a shot. How bout a beer? Bartender goes, no dude, I’m not gettin you a beer. I’m buyin you a shot.
You give an inch.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.