“Lead, follow, or get out of the way.” – Laurence J. Peter
Having worked as a bartender for a bulk of my twenties, I know my way around a bar. I also know the difference between an ok bartender and fantastic one. Aside from mastering the fluidity and art form of mixing a drink and jumping from one conversation to the next, a great bartender knows how to multitask. A great bartender must remember his regulars’ drink preferences and know his shit when it comes types of liquors and how they’re served. That means a bartender must know the terminology surrounding the biz. You can be incredibly good looking and personable, but if you don’t know the difference between “neat” and “on the rocks”, don’t expect great tips or returning business.
Conversely, it’s good when a customer knows their stuff as well. When a bartender’s well is five people deep (server-industry slang), you need your patrons to know what they want. Nothing is more frustrating than having a customer hem and haw about what they want to order when you’re super busy. In fact, some bartenders will skip right over you if you don’t have your order ready. Harsh? Maybe, but that’s just part of the culture. Maybe you don’t think they seem that busy, but I promise you they are. For all the hustling you see, I guarantee there is 3x more happening behind the scenes.
If quality service is what you’re looking for, it might be a good idea to brush up on your liquor terminology. Knowing your stuff will help expedite the ordering process and guarantee a great drink. Also, nothing makes a bartender happier than having knowledgeable customers. It means they don’t have to spend time explaining or recommending items. Who knows, maybe you’ll even get a free drink out of it. We’ve been known to do that from time to time for the patrons that make our lives easy. Whichever side of the bar you are on, it’s probably a good idea to brush up on bartending terms. Check out the list here.
Y’all, I have something to admit that sets the feminist movement back about a century, sorry I can’t help it. I love when a man pays for my meal on a date; bonus points if he brings flowers. Don’t get me wrong, I also believe that in this day and age, it’s a little unfair to always expect the man to foot the bill. On a global level, hourly wages and salaries are falling, while activities like dining out are becoming exponentially more expensive. Worse yet, younger people are going on more dates than ever before making it kind of cruel to always expect men to pay. I always offer to split the bill (because I’m a great person), but I’ve been pretty lucky in that I’ve always dated generous guys who refused to let me pitch in. Good thing because my wallet is just for looks. There’s nothing in there, except maybe a library card from 20 years ago.
So here I am, all giddy about my date throwing down fifty bucks at Olive Garden just to I find out there are women out there who do this sort of thing for a living. I’m talking about an entire subculture of women running around in Louie Vuitton heels and fake boobs, who drive around in their BMWs while sipping on sugar-free Grande Frappuccinos. No, I’m not talking about the Kardashians. I’m talking about women who refer to themselves as “Sugar Babies.”
Essentially, a Sugar Baby is an attractive, young woman who has established an agreement or contract with a wealthy man. The Sugar Baby receives monetary compensation in exchange for the relationship (the wealthy man is shockingly dubbed the Sugar Daddy).
Aside from the creepy titles, I see nothing wrong with this sort of arrangement as long as both parties consent and accept the terms. I’ve heard of Sugar Babies getting their tuition, housing, groceries, travel expenses, clothing, hair, and cars all paid for by their Sugar Daddies. These may be the sorts of things an established, successful, business woman may be able to pay for personally, but is quite overwhelming for a 20 something. I’m not saying a woman is unable to succeed on her own when she’s young, hell… I did it. But it might have been nice to have substituted ramen noodles for lobster and my lemon car for a Lexus. However, I’d probably have to sleep with a man I wasn’t interested in, and that’s not an easy pill to swallow (pun intended). I can barely feign interest in stuff my toddler tells me, and I actually LIKE him. Can you imagine providing companionship to someone you didn’t like?
To delve into the Sugar Baby world and all its glory, read this writer’s account of her own experience.
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