Tuesday 22 March 2011

PDA and a Pint of Vomit

I work in a bar and I do believe that the particular bar I work in, the short wait for your order is worth it yet can be somewhat tiresome during those  busy periods. However, it is just as tiresome in a particular bar like in any other that promotes speed of service as well as hospitality when serving the next customer becomes a mission due to the pure ignorance of infatuation. Customers do get rowdy when waiting for a long time to buy a drink or six, I get a little frustrated myself when in that place, I agree, but how annoying is it when you go to greet your customer, sacrificing your soul, with a huge smile attempting a warm welcome and they are stood there munching on each others faces. OK the novelty has not yet worn off so you are lining your stomach to save face…? no?
A very young couple they were, who I would have asked for proof of age had I stuck around long enough to serve, I understand it is all still very fresh and liberating; they think they have found a life partner so they want to let absolutely everyone around them witness their delusion.
After three attempts at a greeting I walked away and wondered if it was some act of Karma being shared out for making people wait or whether the music was too loud for them to hear while being so busy themselves, so I decided not to watch the act of cannibalism and use my time wisely as it is a fast paced environment to work in.
But in all fairness, standing at a much sought after spot whilst trying to make the most of a night out is surely not the most desirable place to dine on a loved one? People may get violent? Push? should either one occur the couple are not going to understand what or why such a thing is going on for they have been in a daydream thinking about riding unicorns through rainbows for they have truly found that pot of gold…
Cuddling? Fine, whatever, making babies here though just holds people up, there are plenty of places to shut off your brain like the restrooms, your table or in the privacy of your very own love dungeon. NOT at the front of the bar when the bar tender is trying to get your order with angry, if not ill, people standing behind you.
Is it all even genuine? Self reassurance?
The novelty of Love really does make a person stupid.

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