(arane, mariamaria09) Sometimes the manager calls...

Sometimes the manager calls you into his office, asks you to sit, and you’re wondering if you’ve done something wrong, like, does he know about the beer you drank in the walk-in cooler last week? So you’re sitting, nervous, biting your cheek and he tells you that he’s gong away for the weekend (he even winks when he tells you this). He tosses you the keys and says, ” Just don’t burn the joint down” and then that’s it. Tomorrow you’re on your own, you’re in charge.

The first thing you do is to call up your friends and tell them to come by, that shit’s about to get live, tell everyone. Obviously you’ll take every opportunity to make as much money as possible. Though one thing you’ll tend to ignore is that whomever your boss is, they think that they can put their trust in you. They’re comfortable giving you this shot, and you can’t overlook the significance of that. You have the keys, the codes—it’s all on you. You can do it, it’ll even be fun!

Of course you’ll also change the marquee to advertise that that cat is indeed away and the mice are ready to play.

[Transparency—this is clearly something I’ve done in the past. See: “Mike’s Last Night” drinking game, coming soon to a cash-only bar near you.]

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