
Free poured. Fuck my life.
Someone took the pour spout off the bottle and nobody told me.
So there I was, mid-rush, grabbing it on autopilot like I’d done a thousand


I’m a bartender, which means I pour drinks for a living and judge your decisions for free. Off shift, I’m mostly sarcasm, black clothes, bad ideas, gaming, questionable snacks, and more confidence than is probably responsible.
There’s also Bossman.
You’ll hear about him. You probably won’t see him. He takes some of the pictures, occasionally tells me to behave, and continues to act surprised when that doesn’t work.
I post whatever catches my attention, pretty pictures, bartender bullshit, dumb little moments, things I probably shouldn’t share, and whatever Bossman tells me not to post.
Subscribe if you’re curious. Stay if you can keep up
I’m a bartender, which means I pour drinks for a living and judge your decisions for free. Off shift, I’m mostly sarcasm, black clothes, bad ideas, gaming, questionable snacks, and more confidence than is probably responsible.
There’s also Bossman.
You’ll hear about him. You probably won’t see him. He takes some of the pictures, occasionally tells me to behave, and continues to act surprised when that doesn’t work.
I post whatever catches my attention, pretty pictures, bartender bullshit, dumb little moments, things I probably shouldn’t share, and whatever Bossman tells me not to post.
Subscribe if you’re curious. Stay if you can keep up

Someone took the pour spout off the bottle and nobody told me.
So there I was, mid-rush, grabbing it on autopilot like I’d done a thousand