Here’s how it went down…
Comedian Rich Vos and I had just finished doing radio in Westport at 9:30 AM Friday. And we had some time to kill before an appearance on KSHB TV near the Plaza. So I’ve made a habit of taking my out-of-town comics to breakfast at the Classic Cup. I like it and they get to check out the Plaza. Most of the talent we bring in is from LA and I want to show them that our Plaza is nicer than Beverly Hills.
Hey, it is.
So we pull up in front of the Cup – it’s always hard to find a place to park – and as we get out of the car, a black Mercedes pulls in next to us.
"Hey man, do you think my car will fit behind yours?"
It’s two hot girls with dark hair, maybe 25 or so. Sweet. Rich is very married and not interested in meeting girls, but he likes seeing me in action. And I said, "Rich, was that chick hitting on us?" And he said, "No."
I said, watch the pro, baby.
I went back over to the ladies and I said, "Where you two going?" And they said, "Where are you going?"
Next thing you know, we’re going into the Classic Cup together.
They sat by us and immediately were on their cell phones texting. Turns out they’re both bartenders. Then I learned something. I asked where they worked. And the one by me – a tall, dark-haired 27 year-old American Indian anmed Liz, said, "Dude we are top notch bartenders, see the Mercedes she bought with her own money? We work at all the top spots in town every week, like all good bartenders."
Then it struck me that she was onto something.
With only a handful of clubs and bars that are busy anymore – and mostly only weekends – the good bartenders move around from one hot spot to another. Rather than just working at the same place.
So it’s THE JONES STORE pool on weekend days, Sol Cantina in Martini Cortner on Friday nights, The Point on Saturday night and on and on.
"Don’t your good bartenders work all over?" Liz asked. It occurred to me my top people do. Guess it’s old fashioned to be at just one bar and loyal.
Lke when Kelly’s in Westport used to be a happening place. The times have truly changed.
I asked if they had boyfriends.
"Nah, we have like the one main guy and meet, you know, different guys here and there. You know, and kinda talk to them too."
Translation: Have sex with them.
So it’s happened! The girls have figured it out. They’re doing what men do and have done.
They have one main man and spin the rest.
Both said marriage doesn’t work – none of their married friends were happy, NONE. By the way, it sounded as if they were wild. And to be honest, I think they’re kinda nice girls by today’s standards. I was impressed with their clothing, talk, car and attitude.
Hey, they had good jobs. Made good money. Said they weren’t strippers and were being honest.
I did get the Indian chick’s number and we’re suppose to hang out this week and, you know, uh, talk.