Lessons Learned

In life you either learn things the easy way or the hard way.  In the bar life, its either the quick way or the embarrassing way.  At least that’s how it goes for me.

As you know I started my bar tending career with absolutely no experience.  After three weeks now, I feel that I’m doing pretty good.  I’m a lot quicker, I don’t need to ask as many questions, and I am getting to know costumers.  All these different things I learned quick and easy.  Might have been a little stumble but it wasn’t a major fall.

Then there was last night.  It was our first night doing volleyball and it was our 70 degree party (first day that it’s 70 degrees we have free beer).  By the time I arrived we were on our 6th keg and it was up to a whopping .50 cents.  So it was a little busy.  I ended up getting sent outside to cocktail.  On our deck we don’t have any liquor or computer.  I had to take orders and go back inside to make what they wanted and ring them up.  It took me a few times to realize it was quicker to take the money with the order because then I wasn’t walking around with extra money on me and making twice as many trips.

One costumer in specific gave me his credit card to start a tab on and another gentleman in his group gave me cash for a beer.  On my way to get the credit cards drink, I put that card in my back pocket for safe keeping.  Very safe keeping.  This costumer ended up meeting me at the bar and totally made me forget everything I was doing.  I helped him carry his order back and went about my business.

The rest of the night ended up going quickly.  I got out early and went home.  I relaxed for a little before washing my face and putting on sweats.  That’s when I get this text…

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My thoughts in order “What?…where are my pants…FUCK…oh no oh no oh no…I took a costumers credit card…are they going to think I was trying to steal it…SHIT…DAMN IT…respond and get your ass out the door”  Which is what I did, I grabbed the first easy on shoes by the door and ran out it.  Which meant I had my hair on top of my head, no make up on, wearing a hoodie and workout capris, and furry UGG boots. Great picture in your mind, I know it.

And of course when I get to the bar no one answers their phone.  So here I go, walking in, like that.  Even though it was super embarrassing, everyone was so nice (and funny) about it.  One of my managers might have bent over laughing at my UGGs.  And another coworker asked me if I wanted to stay for a drink, in a very sarcastic manner.  Needless to say I got out of there as soon as I could.  Though, with a huge smile on my face, because at that point, you can only laugh about such things.

So the lesson learned, ALWAYS CHECK YOUR POCKETS BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE BAR! Seems pretty simple and like common sense but apparently I needed this to help remind me.  Well life, lesson learned.

 

The start of the good byes

Today I wrote up my goodbye letter to my families.  It was not an easy letter to write.  These kids are the hardest part of my job, but also the part I will miss the absolute most.  I can go anywhere and work on a computer or make lesson plans, but these kids will only be here.  I know that it will hit me hard when it comes time to say goodbye for good, but for now I am doing okay.

After nap time I will be telling them that I am leaving.  I’m not expecting them to understand, at least not right away.  But the explaining will be hard.  Telling them that we only have two more weeks together.  Explaining to them that I will not be back that following Monday.  Yes, I will try and come visit, but it will never be the same.  All things will change on the 25th and there will be no looking back, only forward.  At least that’s what I’m telling myself now.

a BIG change

All my life I have always had a plan.  Graduate high school, go to college for teaching, graduate, and have a job.  Well things don’t always turn out the way we plan.  I’ve made due and have still aways worked toward that end goal of a teaching job, but recently I am learning that there is a very good chance that isn’t the goal I am distended to reach.

About a year ago I took a job as a Preschool Teacher.  I thought, “wow, great! this is going to finally get me the experience I need to get a elementary teaching job”.  And I couldn’t have been more right and wrong at the same time.  I learned even more first hand what it takes to be a teacher, while also learning that it wasn’t what was making me happy.  Now, yes, I am going back and forth on that it could be the place and not the job.  I have worked toward being a teacher since I was a sophomore in High School.  Though, I discovered very quickly that the things I loved about teaching, wasn’t the teaching itself.  I liked finding new ways to teach something, but not actually teaching it.

This, among other things, lead me to quitting on Friday.  That was a head explosion itself.  I have always had a save, secure, ‘normal’, job.  If I every quit a job, it was because I had a ‘better’ one lined up.  Well not this time.  However, lucky enough, I did just start a new adventure in my part time job.  One that I got on a whim because something just felt right about doing it RIGHT NOW in my life.  And I guess I now see why.

So what is this new adventure you might be wondering.  All my life I have worked with kids.  In some form or fashion.  I have never had any other type of job.  Until now.  Now I am a bartender.

That might not seem too out of the realm of ordinary, but for me, it is.  I am the girl that goes to the bar and ether orders a Spotted Cow (obviously from Wisconsin if you know what that is) or a Captain and Diet (because that is what my dad always drank growing up).  I don’t know any mixed drinks, I can’t tell you any mixed drinks, and I certainly can’t make any.  So switching to the other side of the bar was intimidating.  But I thought, I’m almost 26 and all of a sudden I don’t know what I want out of life, so I might as well try it now.

That led me to my first week of training.  The great thing about the bar that I got a job at was that it is a very local, regular, bar.  Everyone knows everyone and the bartenders are so nice.  It was the same once I joined.  Everyone was beyond helpful and instantly there for me if they saw me struggling.  

But I’ll get to more of those stories later.  For this first post I just want to put myself out there and say “hello”.  I have always wanted to write more and express myself in this way, but have never been the best at it.  So, I am hoping with this new life change and my mid-mid-life crises going on, it’ll finally click and stick.  I think in the end I’ll be happy I took the time to write stories, tips, notes, experiences I go through.

But most of all, I want to put myself out there in a way I never have and learn that it’s not as scary as I have always thought it would be.  I hope you enjoy reading and learn or take away something for yourself.

xxox Lauren