What a Night!

This is a post not about writing at all, but about my other life. The one as a bartender/restaurant manager.

We were robbed tonite. It’s the 4th or 5th time this has happened in the last year. Yup, the guy came into the lounge just as we were closing.(the doors weren’t locked but last call was done) There were two customers still at the bar. Me behind the bar doing a beer count and the bartender, Joan, had just finished her cashout and had put the till, her cash, and the cigarettes on the bar for me to to take to the office.

The newcomer asked if we could call him a cab, Joan did. Then he stood and chatted to her for a few seconds then faster than we could blink, grabbed the till and ran. We, idiots that we are, reacted on instinct and chased the fucker. Joan caught him too!, she had both hands on his jacket and he didn’t even slow, just dragged her a few feet on our nice concrete parking lot before he shook her loose. (She has a couple nasty scrapes and ruined her new work pants!) I continued to follow, not so much to catch him (he was way ahead of me) but to see where he was headed. (See! I’ve learnt a little by getting robbed 4 times!:) )

There’s more to the story. We didn’t catch him, he had a car waiting. They got over $1000.

A couple of good things:
The cops came pretty damn fast! They even had a dog to track him, but lost the trail, I would imagine when he got in the car.
Both Joan and I can ID them clearly.

So here’s hoping the karma Gods, and the city police, catch up with them soon!