Outside promoter comes up to the bar, I’ve known him for years, cool guy, he’s got his gang of co-workers at the door behind him, he says, you servin yet? I say, you bet. Double Jameson neat? Yeah, he says. I know his drink. He turns to his friends. Who else wants a drink? They all say they’re ok. Man, he says, you’re makin me feel like an alcoholic!
So I go, is that the only reason?
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.