" "Why would anybody hire me at $12." "Why would anybody hire me at $12.50 an hour with no experience?" "First -- $12.50 isn't bad for a bartender in this town but it's not top pay either. Second -- I've worked for Linda going on 3 years. I'm the best she's got. If I tell her I think you're worth it, it she'll believe me. Third -- and most important -- if RC asks Linda to give you a try she'll do it, not just cause she owes him, has the hots for him, or is trying to get on his good side -- all of which is true -- but because his opinion carries a lot of weight." "I'll give it a shot." "Come on, let's talk to Linda," ahe said and motioned me down to the woman who had been behind the bar earlier. "Linda, this is Kay, the girl RC told you about." "Let's have a look at you. Step out a little from the bar and turn around for me, slowly," said the bleached blonde. As I turned, she examined me. When I was facing her again, I examined her. She was about forty (48 I learned later), tall, a little overweight, wore too much makeup, and had really huge tits (44DD). "Here's the rules: While you are in training you get minimum wage. If you're good I'll make up the rest of the $12.50 in cash. No dope, don't get drunk on duty, no peddling anything -- including pussy -- when you're behind my bar. All my bartenders are girls. They get along, they cover for each other; we're family. No messing with my boyfriends, no messing with the bouncers. |