i have been inducted into the club med bartending circut. last night, i not only carried on a much butchered but apparently comprehensible conversation with a few montrealers but also finished my night off by wiping out on the slippery-est floor known to man. but much happened in between. our dress was elegant, for me it composed a very attractive outfit and converse all-stars (for behind the bar, a must). at dinner we shmoozed but i got into my groove making such drinks as a ricard et un tiposch (like a mojito but with limes instead of mint leaves). speaking of the tiposch, who was i making them for?, apparently the 38th best tennis player in the world. a lovely french man and his friends, ordering bottle upon bottle of moet champagne. so needless to say my unknowning brush with quasi-stardom left me able to once again practice my french. if only i had a dictionary to help me. so after being welcomed numerous times and regained the wonderful feeling of the power behind the bar, anyone who has bartended knows where i'm coming from, i finished my 8 hour shift at 3am, went for a delicious turkey wrap which saved my life and hit the sack.
except instead of sleeping for a normal amount of time, i was brought to the unfortunate realization that i would need to move rooms, at 9:00am. so i got 3 hrs of sleep, woke up, packed, and am ready to start the same day again. i think this calls for some beach sleeping, sounds potentially dangerous and painful, but i will attempt the experience.
today however, i will not do a pilates and water aerobic class before my shift. over zealous kate strikes again.
posted by kate @ 5:55 AM
1 Comments:
hello darling... converse shoes! international tennis pros! yummy-sounding variations on the classic mojito! turkey wraps! my goodness kate you are making me jealous while i sit here in the november grey of victoria procrastinating paper-writing!!!
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