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I walked out from an 8 year bartending job

I love this bar. I've worked here for 8+ years. It's a beer and shot bar with regulars type of place. I'm friend's with the owners. We've had our ups and downs that escaladed but we've always worked through it. I have 1 shift every other Saturday. Tonight was slow for a Saturday so when my barback asked if he could sleep in later I told him no big deal he could take the night if he wanted to. Fast forward an hour, the bar had about 20 people and nothing insane. Once I covered my customers I went out for a cigarette. Of course some kid walks in right as I light the damn thing and so I figure he can wait 4 drags. In that time the owner sees a customer not being helped, loses her shit about where's the fucking bartender. I come in as she handed…


I love this bar. I've worked here for 8+ years. It's a beer and shot bar with regulars type of place. I'm friend's with the owners. We've had our ups and downs that escaladed but we've always worked through it. I have 1 shift every other Saturday. Tonight was slow for a Saturday so when my barback asked if he could sleep in later I told him no big deal he could take the night if he wanted to. Fast forward an hour, the bar had about 20 people and nothing insane. Once I covered my customers I went out for a cigarette. Of course some kid walks in right as I light the damn thing and so I figure he can wait 4 drags. In that time the owner sees a customer not being helped, loses her shit about where's the fucking bartender. I come in as she handed the kid his drink and she goes off on me that this place better be spotless when I close. She expects I sweep, mop, vacuum (yes, this bar is carpeted) and everything to be perfect because I cut my barback (again, no I didn't). She proceeds to pull another employee into the office to bitch about me while the other owner screamed at me behind the bar, physically blocking me in so I cannot get out and screaming at me to just do my fucking job. I took a deep breath. Spoke with some regulars who witnessed all of it and they encouraged me to leave. The problem is this bar has been my home bar forever. It's more than just leaving a job. So I continued to serve customers and do some dishes. Stocked the bar mostly, grabbed my tips. When boss no1 sat down and gave me the most childish gaslighting apology and I explained that it wasn't her comment that has set be off, it was partner #2. After telling her what he said she called me a liar and he chimed in also screaming at me (still on the floor mind you) that I'm lying. I said fine. I grabbed my things, said thank you for my employment and I left. I'm upset I lost my shit, I pride myself on my composure. I'm upset one of my favorite jobs I've ever had ended like this. But for the first time I respect myself too much to be spoken to like that.

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