I’m behind the hotel bar, server just left, group of seven come in, sit down at a table. When the server makes their exit, It’s time for me to bartend, and serve, which I don’t mind. Another opportunity to make a little extra money.
I go up to the table, take their drink order. That’s all they’re having. Seems to be a family. Two 20-something kids, a couple parents, a couple grandparents.
I get their drinks, some beers, a margarita, a Captain Coke, deliver them to their table. They all say thank you, seem friendly.
It starts getting busy at the bar area, but I check in on the table from time-to-time, get them another round.
After a half-hour in, I’m at the register, placing an order, I hear this loud, piercing whistle. That BETTER not be for me. I turn my head to the table where the whistle originated from, and GRANDPA is waving me over.
Hold on, hold on. Did you just WHISTLE AT ME?!? You want your JAW BROKEN, Grandpa? There is NOTHING RUDER than the whistle. I go up to the table.
Grandpa says, we’ll have another round.
I just stare at him, without saying a word. I want to SO BAD say something. Did you just whistle at me to get my attention? DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE A DOG COLLAR AROUND MY NECK, ASSHOLE?!?
I get them another round, deliver it to them. Very quietly.
I understand, you’re thirsty, you want more drinks, you want to get the bartender’s attention. I really get it. But THE WHISTLE will piss off the bartender. Unless that’s what you’re going for.
How about this? You see the bartender is busy, not able to be attentive to your needs. Get up from your chair, walk to the bartender, say, when you get the chance, we’ll take another round. That’s not THAT difficult, is it? I mean, we live in society, people! Where we should RESPECT OTHERS, whether they’re your maid, your server, or your bartender. There’s a right way, and a wrong way to get what you want. And I’m here to tell you: there will NEVER BE A TIME when THE WHISTLE is an appropriate way to get ANYONE’S attention.