Tulsa State Fair

It's that time of year again folks! It's time for the gathering of mullets, clowns and world's largest rats for the Tulsa State Fair. It's a time when we throw our diets aside and stuff our faces with corndogs, turkey legs, fudge, funnel cakes and yes, even fried snicker bars. We pay $6.00 for 12 ounce beers and walk around and laugh in disbelief that mullets still exist. If you would like more information you can visit http://www.tulsastatefair.com/. More to come!

ABLE Mishaps

Tonight I had to deal with something that most resteraunt managers never really come face to face with...my bartender got hauled away in handcuffs. I'm depressed. Because I have vented and vented and still feel awful, I'm now going to tell you a few reasons why this sucks. First of all, it's cruel. The Bixby police sent an underage girl into my restaurant to carry out a "sting" operation and first hit up one of my servers. She laughed when she saw the girl was born in 1990 and said with a strong Oklahoman accent, "Honey, you're not old enough," and handed the girl's ID back to her. She responded in a bitchy high school girl tone, "Whatever!" and shoved her ID back into her purse. The server (we were EXTREMELY busy) went about going about her business while the underage approached our bartender and attempted the same routine. Now she did ID her, but served her anyway. Do I think she made the connection the girl was underage? No. Absolutely not. The poor girl and her fiance have both decided to take up second jobs on top of their day jobs to pay for their upcoming wedding. They both must work 70 hours a week. The poor girl was probably too tired to do the math. This girl saves people's lives during the day! I feel like I let her down. Did I tell her enough how dangerous not I.D.-ing can be? Did I tell her enough?
It gets worse. While their hauling her off, I notice news crews chasing after her to get their money shot. Really?! You're luring people to do something against the law and then ruining their lives for it! At this moment I hate the po-lice. I don't always, I usually think they're pretty good people, but tonight I do, and blogging is all about being honest, right?

My Random Thoughts

typing from my phone excuse layout.
1. Why do white people speak to Hispanics with a Mexican accent when they are speaking English?
2. How come drunk people in the movies always have such smart lines?
3. Why do people always ask what happened when you tell them you broke up with someone?
4. When will people ever understand how a four way stop really works?
To be continued....