What it's Like to be a Bar Husband...

One of the interesting things that's going to be coming in the near future, is Shaunna Rai's guest bar tending stint at Blackstones.  She's been talking about bar tending at one of the local bars, pretty much, since I've known her.  Because, really, who is EVER going to forget about being served their drinks by a drag queen?  And, who is going to not tell everyone they know about it.

So, this is going to be starting on Saturdays, right around March 15th.

In the meantime, Dan will be training, to learn where everything is, and how to make the drinks, and the pricing and all that stuff, on Wednesdays for Happy Hour.

Up until recently had never considered what it would be like to be the other half of a bar tender.  To be completely honest, it's just like being the other half of a drag queen.  I knew it was going to be different than just going to the bar, like we normally do.  Because, I'd be sitting alone.  And, Dan (or Shaunna Rai) will be behind the bar, serving drinks.

Like so many other things that I've come to realize, by writing these blogs, I realized that I was jealous.  A) Because when I first moved to Portland, I'd hoped to become a bartender, at some point. and B) Because by sitting there watching, I got a little jealous of the guys who were flirting with him, while he was getting drinks ready for them.  The latter, I think, comes from the fact that I am an observer.  I watch people.  So, I notice the way people look at each other.  I notice the way that someone's fingers linger on someone else's just a second or two longer than is comfortable for most people.

So, what I need to remember, is that bartender Dan is going to be a character. Just like Shaunna Rai is a character.  Because, I know that he's going home with me at the end of the night.  And, flirting is all part of the game. It gets better tips.  As long as I can keep that in mind, then I'm going to be fine.  Because, for whatever reason, knowing that it's a character, makes it easier for me to deal with it.  There's some kind of separation that goes on in my mind that makes it all okay.  Yeah, I know. It's weird. But, it's me...