You really need to find another job..
I really do. Over this Christmas period I realised just how much I hate this job.
It sucks. You have to work stupid days that everyone else has off, you don't get overtime, you don't get bonuses, you get the same sh*t as every other day of the year and to top it off. Shall I start another list?
1. Christmas promotions. 20p of this drink, 30p of that drink. Oh and to make life more pleasant for the bartender, they have these promotions on a separate button on the till. So considering the amount of customers over christmas, forget that one promotion in the orders and the tossers insist on having that 20p knocked off. Tills down on cash, staff get a shouting at for the tills being down, and all because of that a'hole who insisted on having that 20p discount.
2. Cocktails. F**k OFF. To celebrate christmas our brewery decided, yeah lets have cocktails. Fortunately for me though, my boss thought the same as I do, they can feck off! We are busy enough without having to mess about with several spirits and sh*t all mixed together to cause more fights amongst the customers as they get more and more pissed quicker and quicker. I swear to god, these idiots who are at these brewery's have never spent one night in a local.
3. Mobile Phones. Ask any bar person at christmas if the mobile phone is a great piece of technology. They will probably punch you. Phone rings, you look at who is calling, and your soul is literally sucked from you. Its your boss, you know whats coming. "HI, can you ruin your christmas so everyone else can enjoy theirs by working for me?"
You can ignore the phone of course, but mobiles have this annoying "text" feature that goes with it.
4. Kids. Now don't get me wrong, I don't blame kids themselves, I naturally blame the parents. The kids are off school, its christmas, and I am pretty damned sure the kids have better places to be than in a pub watching their parents get pissed. And so we get moaned at as bar persons to tell the kids not to sit on the tables, not to run on furniture, not to run around the pub. Generally, parenting the kids while the actual parents don't give two fucks what their kids are doing as long as they get pissed.
5. Christmas songs. HATE THEM. HATE THEM ALL. Whenever someone walks in they always say, "hey, lets get festive, lets get some music on the go". They pop on Mariah Carey, The Pogues, Band Aid etc. I cannot express how much I LOATH these "songs". To customers, they are music, to me, they are rage enhancing, murder inducing piles of w*nk.
I will stop there.
I hate being a bar person. It sucks, but at this minute its this or dole, so at least I am contributing. I can relate to all other bar people because its simple, your life means nothing to everyone. You will get the odd customer who can relate to you, and understand the hardships of this job, however the majority don't. Its not rocket science in itself, you get a glass, pull a lever and there you go. Thats not the problem. The problem is become a bar person and lose your happiness, your dignity and your social life.