Day #2. The Bar Stories.

Story 1 - There was a stone cold gourmet chef from Apulia. Italy that owned a bunch of restaurants in NJ then moved to Panama City Beach, FL to "retire" (meaning working 6 12 hour shifts a week instead of 7) The food was amazing, but the waitresses were your typical waffle house gals. "Our spechal today is the G-nokki Gorgonzoola" stuff like that. I was bartending on the weekends and my Friend Rachel was at the bar drinking wine and we were talking. This guy having dinner with his wife, kids, parents and in-laws comes to the bar and starts flirting with her. He's been drinking. He offers her a shot of top shelf vodka, She reluctantly accepts. $7. She drinks it and thanks him. He goes back to the table and after a few minutes motions to give her another shot. She says she doesn't want it, so I pour her a shot of water. She lifts the glass. lifts it towards him and downs it. Few minutes later, he motions for another. Another $7 shot of water. She lifts it and then leaves in on the bar. The table finishes their dinner, load up the kids and old folks into the van, and the man comes back in and leans against the bar and starts flirting. The wife comes in and touches his shoulder. "Herb, let's go, we're waiting. He takes the shot of what he thinks is vodka, throws it full into his wife's face, she runs out completely humiliated and he turns around cool as you please as if to say "now where were we?" I mean this guy deserves a high five... High five... In the face.... With a bottle! #Story - 2. I work in a college town bar and every Wednesday our bar does liquor pitcher night where a person could get a pitcher of liquor for 5 bucks so usually people always get super trashed by the end of the night. Well one night after close we had been cleaning up the front of the bar and we here some pounding on the door and we open it up and we see this drunk girl coming running in saying that we stole her wallet. so after we calm her down and look around for our wallet one of the bar backs decides to check the bathrooms and ends up finding a drunk chick just asleep on the bathroom floor which is always nasty at the end of the night. So the chick wakes up just starts walking out of the bar and the girl that was in there that was looking for her wallet says thanks you found her and they leave. so if we see that girl come in the bar again we call her wallet.