if you didn't already know, I tend bar at a place that makes us wash all front of house dishes. and it's.. awful.
Somehow, it managed to get worse on this Friday of labor day weekend.
a coworker thought it would be okay to ask me to partially handfill the dish sink because the cold water faucet is broken.
you know, multiple times throughout the night, while bartending.
I think I'm ready to find my next gig.
holy fucking hell.
