One More Round

I’m behind the bar, long, busy night, sorority party, two wedding parties, lots of people drunk off their asses.  I look at my watch, it’s 1:57am.  Lord have Mercy, it’s almost over.

Mexican guy comes up to the bar, with his pals.  He was in earlier on.  Looks like he’s had a night of drinking since then.

He says, I’d like to order a round of drinks.

I look at my watch.  It’s 1:58am.

Thing is, in 2 minutes, it’s going to turn back to 1am.  I could stay open another hour, but I don’t have it in me.  And obviously to me, this guy and his pals don’t need another round.

I say, with as much energy and composure as I can muster,

I’m sorry, sir.  It’s 1:58.  I called last call 40 minutes ago.  We’re done serving for the night.

He takes a pause, says,

I’ll give you $100 tip if you get me another round of drinks.

I take a pause, look around the room.  There’s a few people milling about.

I look at my watch, take one more pause, then say,

What’ll it be?

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