Friday, May 23, 2008

Opinions are like Assholes. V.1 (p.s. there is a reason you are working days)

What a day! and a day off no less! I like the exclamation point and incomplete sentences!

part 1. - work, work, work.

I had an interview for a new bar/restaurant that is opening in a month or two yesterday and feel I gave one of the best interviews of my life. Personally I am all for the technological age that we live in and would prefer to email a resume to prospective employer and save the paper, but they wanted two actual hard copies so I had to go to kinko's. I keep my resume in a google doc file (which makes access a breeze) and originally wanted to use a mint green paper, but nothing was close so I decided to use red paper.

Aside: I had heard a story a while back about a job posting that recieved something like 5,000 resumes. Basically it was too many to go through so the person in charge decided to discard all resumes that were on white paper. Hence the red.

So I pulled it up and printed it out on the red only to have that annoying page 1 of 1 at the top and all the other crap at the bottom. I ended up cutting it down to a nice square piece of paper that I feel made it more of a presentation piece. The interview went well and we moved onto the space to check it out.

This was the first time I have ever been inside a bar as its being built and had a great time as the owners and bar manager were taking me through the build out and visualizing what they are going to be doing. I liked it even better that they were talking at me like I was already a part of it. I hope i get this.

part 2. Terrible Service.

So I'm going to try to write a scathing review without naming names.

Before the interview I went and had myself a damn fine lunch. There is a restaurant/wine bar at a place named after a color that I have an ex that worked there when that place opened and she used to bring me her leftover lobster macaroni. Yes i said that right. LOBSTER FUCKING MACARONI! I have avoided going in there forever but after 5 days of work I wanted the lobster mac. After pouring through their enormous wine list and finding the cocktail page I saw a sazarac and went for it. I would like to talk trash, but it would be like talking bad about Christmas. They did use a sugar cube and the training was there, but I felt slighted as i ordered while another couple was closing out and asking about where to go in town while the girl behind the bar spewed out recommendations, after my food showed up (brought by a waiter no less so she wouldn't have to do any more work) My food and drink done with she was still talking to the same people. I left my card on the bar and went outside to smoke and came back and waited 5 minutes before flagging down a waiter to grab the bartender She came back and asked "oh, did you want something else?

"Sure... do you have maraschino liqueur?"
"Can i get an Aviation? Its Gin, Maraschino liqueur, and lemon juice"
Went through proportions and it came out good, closed out and left.

Went to the interview and among the conversation I was recommended to pick up a copy of Imbibe!. So after barnes and noble I looked across the street and saw a place that had Martini-Manhattan Memorial in brass on the side of the building and figured what the heck.

I now think this is on the side of their building because its where drinks go to die.

I did the same deal with ordering an aviation and explained it and got possibly the worst thing I have ever seen. It was basically a martini using Aviation Gin with a dash of maraschino cherry juice and olives. I rarely refuse a drink but I had to this time. I politely explained that this was not what i was looking for and asked if he knew a Vesper. He double checked with me that I knew that it was vodka, gin, and as he pronounced it, "lil-it" and went for it. As he went to make the drink something happened where he knocked over half a dozen bottles and was flustered as all hell. i got my drink and my check at the same time and although I don't think I did anything wrong, I got the point. Threw my card in the cup and ten minutes later was closed out and on my way.

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