Kp, you're a treasure. But as someone who worked in a crazy high volume venue that had a pop rock rimmed cocktail, go fuck yourself. 

I had a regular at my most recent place of work that would get our Greek salad with a side of Greek fries (this was a Greek place, in case you didn’t pick up on that). I thought she was a madwoman for topping a salad with fries, then I realized she's a modern day prometheus. Didn't realize it was a Pittsburgh thing. 

If you ever say something bad about Souza again I will hire an ex con to kill your family (no not really obviously, I just love Souza blue).

I get this all the time as a bartender. Couples on dates routinely try to offer me both of their cards and insist the other cannot pay. My normal move is to look them both in the eye and let them know (in a funny, sarcastic, but no I’m not fucking kidding way) that every server in the world hates the routine. Then I…

Abandon your shitty takes, Ley.

Boston bartender here. Can confirm its one of the worst days of my year.

As a bartender I hate giving out my name. Most of the time it’s like the guest feels like they have license to get served before others when I’m busy.

413 expat living in Boston. Agree with every word.

I don’t work in IT, but I’ve got a few friends who always use ping like that. Annoys the fuck out of me. No, do not ping me about going to karaoke, tell me when you’re showing up!

This is solidly good kinja. Also how I feel about the Rangers.

For a moment I thought that East Frontcourt was a person. Wouldn’t even make top five compared to the waky names on this list.

Mr. Burneko, if you say any more mean things about Jae Crowder then I will be forced to fight you. You really don’t want that, I’m like kinda strong. But only kinda.

I’m not gonna do a shred of research here, but this is Burneko’s best take ever.

I’d see this.

Fuck off.

Needs more Bronn.

I didn’t watch much of the game tonight, but if Marcus was feeling under the weather it could have something to do with my cocktails.

2 year resident here. Somerville rocks.

I work as a bartender just off Boylston street. My Sunday ritual has always been to work open to close and then go get hammered to celebrate the end of another shorty weekend. Last night the BPD wouldn’t allow any bars to admit guests after the game. Fuck pats fans (I’m a nominal fam.