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Category Archives: Payin' Bills

In the Club (sorry, 50 Cent, I proofread)

I’m pretty sure I’ve sold my soul.
Working at a nightclub is one of the last things I ever imagined doing at this stage in my life. I partied like a rock star in my day, but lately I’ve hung my dancing shoes on such a high enough shelf that I have to really want […]

How to Get on MY List

Over the weekend I worked the guest list at a downtown club and let me tell you, there is no sense of power like a clipboard in hand and a line down the block. I was told in advance to work at my own pace and not let anyone intimidate me so I focused […]

Here’s A Tip…

Just for the record, in a bar it’s not acceptable to replace an actual tip with your business card with a note written on the back. Especially not when that card reveals you as a manager at a capital fund (so YOUR JOB is to give money away, right?). No, it doesn’t make […]

I’ve Got a Mental Fixation

If there is anything that spending many nights in a row, completely sober and waiting on drunk “young professionals” has taught me, is that I value mental stimulation. As much fun as car bombs and dance music may be, I prefer a good old fashioned informed debate to any of it. I’m even responded […]

I’ve got a Super-sized Crush

I’ve decided that choosing a relationship is kind of like deciding what to eat- we all know what’s good for us, are inexplicably drawn to what’s bad for us, and hope to settle into a happy medium somewhere in the middle.
There’s the ones we know are good for us- the nice guys that friends […]

If Only I Could Type in My Sleep…Must Work on That

*Sigh* Too many late nights working in the bar, a midnight showing of Harry Potter, not enough sleep, and too few updates make Exposed a dull site. More to come soon, I swear!
 I’m a firm believer that excuses are like assholes (everyone has one and they all stink), but here’s mine anyway.
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My Lame Attempt at Stand Up Comedy (AKA Moments at Work that Made Me Giggle)

I looked up at one of the screens showing an ESPN classic game. I saw Johnny Damon’s adorable face, followed by his batting record for the day. God help me, but when I saw “Johnny Damon, single” flash across the screen I got a momentary glimpse of hope and thought “Why do sportscasters so […]

Don’t Date Where You…

I had a momentary epiphany this past weekend, and it all stemmed from something I swore I would never do. I gave out my number to a customer at work. I know, I know, it sounds cheesy- I said the same thing to myself. And it’s not something I do on a regular basis […]

And Behind Door Number Two…

…is another guy at my new job that has me reconsidering quite a vulgar old saying. I’ll paraphrase (in part because the original saying is pretty damn disgusting in context of preparing food and drinks), as “don’t date where you work”.
Since everyone needs a moniker, we’ll christen him Mr. NY. I have a feeling […]

Remember, Bartenders Usually Make Bad Boyfriends

Although I maintain the general rule that it’s a bad idea to date someone you work with, I can’t help but have my interest perked by two guys at my new job. As much as I’m fighting it, I’ve admitted to having a weakness for bartenders in the past, and it really doesn’t help […]

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