Friday, April 23

Tonight, I'mma fight 'Til we see the sunlight


Henry J. Beans.




I toiled away for 5 months but needless to say, it was a pleasure.


I mean, A LOT OF PLEASURE.


Working in a bar is like no other jobs.

It served me better than any of which I've acquired as the music helped me stay frisky throughout the night. Long hours seemed so short that my shift ended even before I know it.


And the girls would literally throw themselves at you, proving once again that there's really no racism as long as you are good looking and loveable.


However, they do terrible things to loveable people as well.





I've been warned on my last day of shift.

'Ever heard of ice machine?' said one of the bouncer.

I did not take it very seriously because what occur to me was getting shoved into the ice machine, which is literally impossible because my body wont fit.

And please, all that from one bouncer? You need to be better than that.

Turns out they were 4x better than that.


And I winded up here.

And then I soon came to learn, that the true definition of ice machine was



1) Pin down a person from behind

2) Hammerlock that person and wrap him up against the pillar,

3) Shove ice into his clothes, underwear pants or whichever possible place

4) Shower that person with dirty detergen water (that small white pool on my head)

5) Film it up and tell him that it's going up on youtube.

6) Start drinking beer in front of him and pretend he's invisible





All bartenders and bouncers took turns to fling something at me.

The worst part is, after all the fun they have had, I still had to clean up the mess they created. FML




After a quick 'shower' at the kitchen, we went to a bar that is only available for workers, called 'The Seven Oaks" (Normal people will not gain access how cool is that) It opens till the next morning.


But it always amazes me how dodgy it is. There is no 'main entrance' to the premise, there's only a back door that doesn't even have a working door bell.




That is the back door. Doesn't that give you the feeling of entering a brothel.


And for the first time of my life, I literally drink myself till I see the next morning sunlight.





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