I'm not 100% sure what sort of establishment you're working at, but do you ever get inappropriate attention from older ladies. i.e Cougars? If so, what do you do?
This has absolutely nothing to do with anything aside from the fact I was reminiscing over my years in the service industry. The only constants seemed to be big tips on new years eve and horny middle aged women.
I was a bartender for a few years at a sportsbar, and at the bar in the local Hockey arena.
It seemed that at least 2x a month at either place some group of 40+yr old women would be having a "Ladies Night Out" and would hover around the bar flirting with me, and then they'd try to buy me shots and finally try to get me to go to a club with them. It would happen to the bouncers on occasion too, but they were usually greasy looking old guys with big guts.
It was even worse on the odd occasion when I had to wait on the private VIP booths at the coliseum. Cougars would be taking pictures with me and stuff and handing me napkins with things so dirty written on them that I'd blush. I felt sorry for my hot waitress counterparts with the booths full of old men. If my boss found out how much I'd been forced to drink on the job... :lol:
This has absolutely nothing to do with anything aside from the fact I was reminiscing over my years in the service industry. The only constants seemed to be big tips on new years eve and horny middle aged women.
I was a bartender for a few years at a sportsbar, and at the bar in the local Hockey arena.
It seemed that at least 2x a month at either place some group of 40+yr old women would be having a "Ladies Night Out" and would hover around the bar flirting with me, and then they'd try to buy me shots and finally try to get me to go to a club with them. It would happen to the bouncers on occasion too, but they were usually greasy looking old guys with big guts.
It was even worse on the odd occasion when I had to wait on the private VIP booths at the coliseum. Cougars would be taking pictures with me and stuff and handing me napkins with things so dirty written on them that I'd blush. I felt sorry for my hot waitress counterparts with the booths full of old men. If my boss found out how much I'd been forced to drink on the job... :lol: