Just wanted to say sorry to have been such an inconvenience to your closing bartender Sunday evening. She made it very clear when we sat down, around 7 pm, that we had ruined her day by coming in to eat dinner. Not a hello, not a smile, but we got water, drinks would take some time, though. My beer was wrong, apparently a mislabeled keg. A friendlier, chatty fella apologized, we talked about hops, and the crisis was avoided. Wife's Tito's & tonic wasn't tasting right, but we dared not tell Ms. Crabby about it. Luckily, about the time the wrong beer discussion got started, a different bartender offered to remake it for her. Just a heads up, Tonic out of the gun is a great way to make drinks inconsistent and increase liquor waste.
We've both worked in the service industry before, and we know the grind. A double shift is rarely a fun time. But we're both growing tired of the obviously burned out bartender continuing to serve and the restaurants that employ them. Our guess is that Ms. Crabby is like this fairly regularly, and everyone from co-workers and managers to the customers is supposed to just deal with her poor attitude. Ironically, when we asked how her day was, in an effort to sympathize and let her vent, she said her double shift was nothing compared to having been a restaurant owner herself. Really? I wonder why you're not an owner anymore? With her attitude, I can't even imagine trying to work for a person who is so oblivious to their own demeanor. When you can't even muster a hello or welcoming smile to customers, you have no business in the service industry, in a point of sale position. Anyway, sorry we stopped in for dinner. We'll be down at Breckenridge Farmhouse if you need us.