Looong day. Work, training, lalalalalala, busy busy busy restaurant night. Got off at ten, was going to drink a beer and go home. But then halfway through the beer Boss Daddy decided it was time for us all to sample the new sake for the menu. And we had a taste and it was delicious. Then he wandered away and left the bottle and a clean sake cup in front of me. Well… I had a little more and got teased by Chef Daddy. And so, while I’m not drunk, I am a bit tipsier than I intended. Ugh. I have to get up early tomorrow and get my shiny new Server Permit card. In Tennessee this means sitting through a five hour class where they will teach me to tell if people are drunk and impress upon me not to serve drunk people more alcohol. Do I really need this? No. But it is the law. Alas.
Also Sheryl Crow came into the bar tonight. That was weird. I wouldn’t even have recognized her, except this atrocious, badly dressed girl who sang tonight came up to me and told me she needed a different table because she was singing tonight and she needed a new table, because her friends were coming to watch her sing and she needed a place with a good view of the stage. Okay. And then she said, “My friend, Sheryl Crow, might come down and I want her to have a good seat.” On the one hand, okay, sure, if she hadn’t said this to me, I wouldn’t have recognized miss Sheryl. On the other, girl, don’t be an ass, I mean, just say your friends are coming, it’s Nashville, you don’t need to name drop, it makes you look like a douche.
So Sheryl Crow was in my way, saying goodbye to people, and I had to edge around her to go help a table, I put my hand very lightly on her hip and said, “Sorry, darlin’, right behind you.” And she moved and smiled and said, “Sorry, honey, let me get out of your way.” She looks much older than expected up close and she’s tiny. But she seemed nice and very genuine and I think she had a nice time because no one recognized her, or bothered her anyway.
Yes, bed now. Must go learn things in the morning.