Working as a bartender at many casinos and golf resorts throughout the years, I have met many famous people. Bartending might seem like a below average job to some of you, but rest assured the money is phenomenal. I loved bartending!
One really fun bartending job I took was at the Windance Country Club here on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. It was filled with rich jerks, cheating housewives and gossip so intense it made everyday a blast. I served giant glasses of liquor to prominent surgeons just before they went to perform an open heart surgery.
One doctor told me, “Gotta steady my nerves before I handle that scalpel!”
Brett Favre: Lord Of The Jerkoffs
The richer people are, the greedier they are. That’s a fact of life. A poor man could have a cheeseburger, but he’ll give you half of it if you’re hungry. If the guy is a millionaire, he’ll have his bodyguards throw you off a building if you ask for anything!
Brett Favre, record breaking quarterback for the Greenbay Packers, happened to come to the golf resort one day. He’s a local hero and several of my friends know him personally. He approached the bar and in a very rude tone, ordered, “Gatorade.”
Pretending to ignore him and and acting like I didn’t know who he was, I said, “Huh?”
He looked really mad after his 1st 9 holes of golf! He raised his voice a little more,”Gatorade.”
“What flavor?” I shot back in true, busy bartender fashion.
“I don’t care. . .just give me a Gatorade!” he almost screamed.
I handed him the Gatorade and he threw a dollar on the counter. He quickly turned and started walking off. In an extremely authoritative tone I said, “Hold on buddy! That dollar isn’t enough! It’s $3.50!”
He pulled out two very wet, nasty dollar bills. He flung them onto the bar, where they stuck like greasy, sweat laden noodles. He grunted like a wild boar looking for fifty-cents. He was red faced and furious ! He angrily threw a handful of change at the bar. It of course ended up on the floor.
I threw a glare of wicked viciousness through his skull and throated, “You had better watch that attitude punk! Nobody acts like that in here!”
He stormed out of the bar to go finish up his remaining game. Later that day, my boss asked me what happened. I explained that I thought he was one of the gardeners or maybe a cart boy. I never admitted that I knew who he was.
Worst of all, he didn’t tip! All those millions of dollars and he couldn’t give me a gratuity! I used to be a fan of his until that day.
My best day was when five Hawaiian Tropics models came in. They were all wearing bikini tops and tight shorts. They ordered five bottles of water from me.
I managed to keep the lovely ladies at the bar for almost an hour, and they were leaving! Their limo driver kept saying, “Hurry up girls, we are late!”
They ended up tipping me $80.00 for being so nice to them! The girls were very friendly and I had a load of fun talking to them! I was so caught up in the moment, I forgot to charge them for the water…LOL!!!!!
