RazzaMaTazz and A Rootie Toot Toot

When I left University with my degree, I temped for a few weeks, until I found an interesting advert. 

I had just returned from a holiday from America where my mother and I had enjoyed a few drinks and more in a Bar called "bennigans"   Logo which looked much like the above. 

It was a hard interview process.  We had to dress casual, met in a group of 20.  We had to stand up and talk about ourselves, and then have lunch together. 

Then it was one-on-three interview where with the assistance of a soft toy, I had to tell them why the soft toy I had chosen reflected my personality. 

I held up my Stuffed Garfield, and said, "I like Lasagne, and I often wear a lampshade on my head". 

That seemed to do it.   

I got the job along with six others. 

A month later  the six of us met up in Glasgow to train to Birmingham on a fact finding mission.   One of us was 15 minutes late and was fired on the spot.   A week later, I was choosing kitchen tiles, reviewing applications, selecting table cloths, training staff;  staying up too late; having dry runs with the cocktails, (too many), learning how to pour a pint, learning how to make cocktails. 

For six weeks I started work at 7 am in the morning, and finished at 2. Drove down the road on the old rickety A77, slept for 3 hours  and did it all over again.   In the seventh week I fell asleep at the table on the Friday afternoon trying to work out 80 members of staff salaries and have sufficient coins to pay them. 

The boss sat me in a taxi and sent me home.  I slept for a day and a half.  I lost the ability to speak. 

I found my badge this afternoon.  I was tidying a drawer and I came across it.  It reminds me of opening night.  Queues down the street at 7pm on a Friday night in Sauchiehall Street.   Handing out badges to everyone who came in.  

It was exciting; it was a show bar.  We sang, we danced, we juggled glasses.  I opened up, and ran bar, I waited tables, i threw people out. 

Two years was as long as I lasted.

All great fun until spomeone loses an eye.