While cleaning up after closing the restaurant tonight, I heard a little story about a certain tequila called Cabo Wabo. The restaurant has started carrying selling some different drinks along with higher quality alcohols. Better tequilas like Patron and Cabo Wabo and other drinks like Smirnoff and RedBull. Well, there was this friend of one of the managers there tonight. She wanted some tequila-based drinks…like top shelf margarita. So she got a small pitcher. I don’t think she ate…this week. She wasn’t even half way through it and she was screamin’ for water and hittin’ on the little Mexican boy statue that stands slumped up front of the restaurant.
Next thing you know, the manager of the evening pulls out a bottle of Cabo and gives her a shot along with the salt shaker and lime. Just a flick of the wrist, toss of her hair, and sour face from the lime…there went $10.95. Sure, it pushes the price of the tickets up so you “typically” get a bigger tip…unless the customers decide that the fact that they flirted with you the whole time you waited on them was tip enough.
Regardless of that…Here is something that I realized tonight at work. It is by no means politically correct. Here goes…
I think the real reason guys get girls drunk (and vice versa) is because, yes, they lose there inhibitions. The alcohol-glaze also helps to reveal the real person.
Thinking back further I remember people getting drunk in college and even back in high school. I didn’t hang with that crowd, but I would still run into them. They reaked of Pabst Blue Ribbon or Mad Dog and Waffle House food or some other low health rating diner that was sure to serve food that would cause serious issues when the “liquid fun” reverses the gravity.
This point of the story…if you are going to drink something, please eat before hand. If you have a low tolerance don’t order more than you can drink responsibly. You see, I know that if I go somewhere and have a drink, then if I am driving, I should have no more than one beer. That’s it! Now, if I am going to be somewhere for a while, say home or a jazz bar or something, then I can responsibly consume 2-3 beers, but no more than that. (I am a sipper anyway.) I drink for taste, not to get blitzed. The idea of doing shots or shooters is pointless to me. If you can’t enjoy the taste, then why spend the money. I guess that is another reason I never got into drugs. Why do it? It is all about seeing things fuzzy and loosening your inhibitions. I don’t need any of that.
So. If you are a party person, just remember. Drink all you want…AT HOME!!! If you are driving, just don’t drink alcohol. There are too many beautiful souls on this earth for you to kill them or permenantly disable them.
Prodigal Thinker 