Tuesday

crapaoke

It was a slow start and that means people drink more. I've long had a theory that bartenders can only make so many drinks per hour. With fewer people they tend to drink more. What this implies is bad or slow service is the only thing keeping people sober.

Aunt B was there all night. On my side, when it is slow I can never get ahead. When it is busy I have more time to pull discs but tonight. My general rule on sign ups is that if you are too drunk to fill out a slip, you're too drunk to get on stage. Tonight that was over ruled by aunt B to great crapaoke suck-sess.      The girl in question was so drunk, she left before her turn came up.  Then came back and demanded to know when he turn was.  Then barged on stage when some neophyte singers were doing a duet.  Finally I got her off stage and got her song on the next turn.  It was comic relief at least.
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