Bartender

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Bam, there you are.  Slinging glasses through the spinning, buzzing brushes hovering in the sudsy sink water.  Appearing out of nowhere from the kitchen.  To us, it looks like an impressive assembly line of glassware and beer.  To you, it's just another day at the bar.

You notice something's off at the taps, call over another guy, and he affirms it.  Indeed, the IPA is closer to a brown ale, and has probably gone bad.   No praise, though.  Just criticism for not draining the lines after changing the kegs.  And back to washing you go, for a little while.

New guy?  Maybe.  Designated dishwasher?  Also probable.  Busboy?  That too. Waiter?  When need be. In fact, they have you running everything besides handling bottles and the cash register.   Anything that involves more than the arm stretch and two steps to the dark, musty coolers or bottles behind the dimly lit, worn-to-the-wood bar, well, you do that.

Such is the way of the new guy.  Be seen, not heard, and do what we tell you, or else.