This summer I was certified by Alaska CHARR to serve alcohol and received my official TAP card. They needed help serving champagne during an approaching wedding at the hotel. At the class, I met a women who owns a catering business in town. Actually, she gave me a ride home.
"We always need people with their TAP card," she said as she handed me her bright pink email.
Several weeks later I emailed her. She emailed me back. They needed help with an event. Cautiously, I asked if I would be mixing drinks. As sheepish as I was about admitting my complete ignorance of preparing mixed drinks, I was more mortified by the possibility of not being able to meet that expectation.
She assured me they only needed my help pouring beer and wine.
Great.
That weekend, I timely strove into the golf chalet and was promptly shown the location of all the alcohol and glasses behind the bar area. In a moment of dismay, I realized that I was hired to be a bartender. With increasing panic, THE bartender.
I had never been behind a bar before, but a great career must always begin somewhere and everything is completely new at some point….Nevertheless, I wished for a proper teacher. The entire night I felt the heat of the neon sign on my forehead flashing and blinking: "INEXPERIENCED!" No matter how scarce the wine's bubbles nor how easily I popped the caps from their frosted bottles, no one could have missed that sign.
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