Holy Bejesus!

Where do I start? I think I need to focus on the critical elements. Need to share and thus need to sort things out in my mind cause as per my doctor, the chiropractor...he says I really need to try to relax. I went to see him this morning...and he was struggling to loosen the muscles around my neck. This is  a huge problem. With every little stress...it sits right at the base of my neck and moves around from there. With the combination of recovery from my sprain (neck) and daily stresses...the muscles are f***ed!!! Ugggghhhh!!! This sucks!!! He did do his job however. I am in a better spot than I was before I saw him...but of course I was blasted with a massive stress right after my appointment and I feel like I am back at square one.

The blast? My bff was caught in a fire last night. She was staying with a friend of hers. The two of them partied at my bar for Superbowl yesterday. Left and went back to his place. At around 3am the apartment building burnt down. The alarm did not sound and so by the time they woke up, they were already inhaling smoke and virtually choking to death. My bff and her friend manage to escape from a window with a dog in tow. She had 2 cats there as well and...one of them got away on its own and the other....in the hospital in an oxygen chamber. THIS BREAKS MY HEART!!! Granted it could have been so much worse...but it doesn't reduce to scariness of it all. With that said, I am going to go and visit her this afternoon. Ugggggghhh!!!

So yesterday was Superbowl Sunday. I couldn't give two shits about football let alone Superbowl. I do realize that this is one of the biggest events of the year and as such, my bar asked for extra hands on deck. More specifically mine! There were 2 bartenders plus one manager from 5 to 10pm. The bar was rammed and all was well...more or less. I would say that the only outburst during that time was from this young lady (about mid 30's). She obviously drank too much and got wildly belligerent. She wanted to beat the other bartender and myself up. She tried to beat up my bff's friend and she did get in a scarp with my bff...and they are friends. This chick was out of control!!!! After 10pm...the bar more or less settled down and only I was on duty till 3am. I would like to tell you that it was smooth sailing...but that would be a dream. Somewhere between 10-midnight...there was this jack ass Russian guy who is one scary mo fo! He has come in before with another dude. I have had to kick them out twice before. Well last night was no different. One of the 2 dudes left...the one that was totally hammered leaving the scary one behind. I served him 3 beers and then politely asked him to leave because he was getting freaky with me. I decided to not take my usual route by escorting him out....thank goodness I kept my cool. This guy was carrying an ice pick. He is sitting directly in front of me at the bar...he is asking me for another beer to which my reply was no. I happened to look at his hands and see the ice pick in his right hand. I immediately have a mini heart attack. To my relief, I had 2 awesome regulars on either side of him that saw what I saw and after 15 minutes of discussion...that scary man left.

And we wonder why my neck is f***ed!!!! 3 weeks till vacation! Can I make it? LMAO

xo P