RIGHT. I know we have live music on Thursdays but come on. It’s exhausting. Yes, I’m in Oregon, and we’re right in town, so wine snobs from all over have easy access to us AND their lodging two blocks down.

How to ward off the creepers.

Off topic but that is SO TRUE. I work at a wine tasting room - when our hours are 11-8, apparently that means we’re supposed to be there until 10. FUCKING GO HOME, PEOPLE, I HAVE A LIFE TOO

I like to think that she looked like this.

I always get the customers asking, “What kinds of wine do you have?” IT’S RIGHT FUCKING THERE ON THE SHEET IN FRONT OF YOU. Or, “I’ll have your Pinot.” THERE ARE AT LEAST SIX KINDS, BE SPECIFIC.

Or, you know, I can always accidentally shatter a crystal glass and shank someone.

I’m staying in the industry working only once a month so I can keep my 50% discount and free tastings at wineries. Workin’ the system any way I can. Yes, please, friendship!

Have you ever had the customers who want a new glass after EVERY pour and wave you over from behind the bar when you’re with other customers like you’re their slave while they lounge on the couches and then leave no tip after you bust your ass to make them happy, and the ones who tell you that a brand new bottle of…

Katie Karloff here - in my defense, it WAS my second day on the job and the first day pouring wine for customers. So... oops. Let’s just say I learned to not touch the glass reeeeeal quick after that incident. Bitch lady hasn't been back for months *fist pump*

Katie Karloff here. In my defense, it was only my second day on the job and my first official day pouring for customers. The one good thing to come out of this was that I try to never touch the bottle to the glass now! Plus, I haven't seen this woman since then. Thank GOD.