Day Five At the Office

Morning happy campers:)
This weekend marks my one year anniversary working at the Yardhouse on 17th Ave. It's funny how much changes in a year; yet I remember (somewhat) like it was just yesterday, still a bit hazy though because I was damn near kidney failure with the amount of pints I had consumed. What i do remember is pretty clear though; I was sitting at one of the side tables with a couple friends, we were drinking pint after pint of Ricard's White and the night was quickly getting away from us. I recall Dwight Davis (manager at the time) approaching me and asking if I wanted to work the door on the weekends; of course I was more than happy to accept the offer, little did I know it would turn into a whole lot more for me. The night I was offered the job was a Wednesday if I recall correctly; either way, I was sitting with my friend Tiffany and a couple other people that I don't remember, we were basically drunk and not letting up as the evening went on.

I worked the entire summer and had a blast! It was around late August when I went in during lunch hour to collect my paycheck; Sean Parker (manager) was standing behind the bar pouring drinks and cursing the day bartender that had just quit, I guess I was in the right place at the right time and Parker offered me the job. I started that very day and haven't slowed down or looked back since; I have actually grown fond of the employee's and a few of the regulars, one could say that I actually enjoy my job.

So here I am; a year later and thousands of drinks poured since, I like what I do and because of that it makes me a happy person in my everyday life. If you haven't heard of or visited the Yardhouse I strongly suggest that you do. We play great music and offer great food and a comfortable atmosphere; if you're a singe guy or girl, the Yardhouse is the place to be on a Friday and Saturday night! See you all soon!

Happy Hour is dead,
-Digiddy