The other day at work I waited on this table of two guys... one of them asked for a Malibu with something and I told them that we don't have Malibu. He said, "well see, I have to go back to work, and you can't smell Malibu." First off, don't tell me that you're going back to work after having a drink (because now I'm judging you), and secondly when I tell you we don't have it, your friend then asks "well what DO you have?" Listen dog, just because we don't carry the one thing you want, doesn't mean we don't have any other booze. We are a bar for christ's sake. So then you order a lemonade and your friend orders a double well whiskey and gives me the look of death every time I come back to the table.
So the point of the story is: don't be a jerk to your waitress if the bar doesn't carry what you want.
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