Skinny Rita’s & Star Fuckers: How Bartending Helped Me to Understand People
You learn a lot about the world, and yourself.
Guy walks into a bar. Guy asks for a bourbon, neat. He sits down, pulls out a smoke. He lights it, then scans the room. His eyes pan the empty bar, then he looks at you.
You’ve already counted the proper pour, drawing high above the glass and cutting on the 6…