Adam’s Apple

I heard a story one about Burt Reynolds and Clint Eastwood. Each had auditioned for the same part at the same time. The Casting director told Reynold’s he could not act. He then told Eastwood his Adam’s apple was to big. I didn’t look right. On the way out Reynolds told Eastwood, “Well, at least I can learn to act. You’re screwed.”

Well, Friday the 13th I got a similar screwing. I was informed at the end of my work day that someone new was going to be “trying it out” on Wednesday. A day that I usually work. I did not have to ask but was told any way. A girl/woman. She worked last at a bar known for its sexy dressed and party like bartenders. Interviewed in Daisey Duke shorts and glowing cleavage. “She says she has a big following. Do you know how much it costs to power this place up each day?” Well, no, I don’t. I am not part of the bill paying, business owner set.

I am a grunt, day bartender. I clean, stock, prep, so the night folks can make big money easier. I spend my time in a hot bar because running the AC is too expensive. It doesn’t mean anything when people turn around an leave because it is nicer, cooler, outside than in. They are leaving or not coming because I am not a woman in small clothes. It does not matter that we serve peanuts and pretzels when people want lunch. They are somewhere else drinking, and eating, because I have facial hair.

There is nothing I can do. There are not a bunch of young female marines around that want to look at me and throw money my way. I understand that. It makes sense. It is a decision I would have probably made if I was part of the owner bill paying set. Then again, I would have known it when I hired me too.

No matter. I cannot change it so I need not worry about it. I do however need to worry about what to do about it. It may have been a shitty day place when it comes to money but, it was still something coming in. Pennies in are better than nothing at all.

Couldn’t be cool and take my Monday. No – have to fuck up my whole week by splitting it with Wednesday off. Thanks. Insult to injury. I would bet it was to accommodate the new girls schedule too. That makes it that much more irritating.

It’s funny. Just Thursday I was chatting with one of my new regulars. Talking about the ‘new regulars’ that had started to come around. It takes time to build a clientele. It does not help when there is construction going on, when it is ten degrees hotter inside than out.

Oh yea, have you heard about the slow, weak economy? It has been a secret actually so maybe not. No matter – military guys get the same check no matter what is happening with the rest of the population. Once again, a smart move. A smart move that still leaves me fucked.

I feel like breaking something but it all has garage sale potential. Damn it. Damn my Adam’s apple.

Ant-Knee