There is a bar within walking distance of our restaurant. It is kinda a habit/tradition to go there and drink after a long shift. Last night I closed with a co-worker and he was obliterated at the bar. The crazy thing was both of us had to open the next morning. On my way to work I pass his car (still in the same spot it was last night) with him passed out in the back seat still in his uniform. No joke I knock on the window, he gets out of the car, and walks into work with me. This dude is a barbarian I am speechless.
-Amanda
