May 08, 2003

Guest Bartending at Iggy's Keltic Lounge

A few weeks ago, Grant, Lorelei, Emma and myself were in the LES looking for a nice, quiet bar where we could sit down and get a few drinks and actually hear our voices over the jukebox. After ducking our heads into a few ridiculously packed places, we stumbled on a deserted Irish bar called Iggy's Keltic Lounge. We sat at a table, had a few rounds and left later that night.

Two weeks later, I got an email from the bartender there. Turns out she recognized me because she reads this site. She was going to say something to me the night I was there but she "felt like a stalker because she knew all my friend's names." She told me that the bar we were at has "Guest Bartending Nights" and asked if I wanted to guest bartend. She further explained, "Basically, you invite all your friends to come and then you get them wasted."

grant, me — Neither Grant nor I had ever tended bar before in our lives. We arrived a little before 8pm for some "basic training" from Bret.

grant — If you look carefully at Grant's cheeks, you'll see the joke facial hair he grew special for night. (Yeah, it's a little patchy, I know. But if you squint a bit it looks filled in).

jamie k, jenny e — Jenny and Jamie (the soon to be Mr. and Mrs. Kijowski)

jen crowe, me — Good thing we both wore bras that night, otherwise all of tips Jen Crowe kept stuffing down our shirts would of just fallen on the floor.

sarah l — Sarah showed up with up with her friend Malachi. (Malachi has since stopped wearing that hat and has made life easier for everyone by deciding to wear a t-shirt that reads "Please Kick My Fucking Ass!" instead.)

fatty, grant, john craven — John Craven, Grant and Fatty. (Fatty pulls that face everytime a camera comes out, he just can't help it. He was telling us that when his brother's wedding pics came back he got yelled at because he was doing that face in every single pic he was in. hahaha).

erica, grant, tyler — Tyler, Ericka, Grant and Brett.

amanda, chris a, pud — Philip, Amanda, Me, Fon-Lin and Chris.

alyssa — Cah-cah-cra-zee Alyssa in the house, y'all! (Run! Hide!)

bret, grant, me — All three of us (that's Bret over there on the right) in bartending action! Yahtzee!

allison, vin — Marco, Vin and his "teen beav" girlfriend (*Insert mp3 of Winger's "She's Only Seventeen" here *gasp!*), Allison.

pud — Philip and his rockin' rhinestone "PUD" belt.(Egads! He's been BeDazzled™!)

orea, tiffany — Tiff, Tiff's co-worker (I think), and Orea.

bret, me — As we gave out more and more drinks, we tried to start an "everybody show your tits" wave across the bar. I guess we were the only ones drunk enough to fall for it.

jamie k, jen crowe, jenny e — Clearly, none of them are showing their tits.

Apparently, I was spending too much time fraternizing with the guests, so I got demoted to bar-back. Here's me cleaning glasses. Oh, the humiliation.

alyssa, jenny e — Crazy Alyssa and Jenny.