Last night was interesting.
The Good
We don't normally have kids at karaoke, but the bar also serves food, so they're allowed in the dining area. We had an 8 year old boy sing both Smokin' In The Boys' Room and Dragula. He did one hell of a job on them too. Kid, you rule all.
The Bad
Drunken tone-deaf idiots singing Garth Brooks songs. I swear I'm gonna take Friends In Low Places out of the damn book.
The Ugly
Idiot: I'm gonna take you home with me.
Um, no. You are not.
Idiot (to my boyfriend): I'm taking her home with me.
Um, no. You are not.
Idiot (to my boyfriend): I'm gonna take her away and marry her.
Um, no. You are not.
Repeat all night long. (sigh)
And...
The Stupid
Drunk Guy: I wanna sing You Give Love A Bad Name
Me: You just sang that last round hon.
Drunk Guy: Oh, then I wanna sing Every Rose Has Its Thorn
Me: You just sang that one the round before hon.
Drunk Guy: Oh. Um...did I sing Bon Jovi?
Me: Yeah, you did.
Drunk Guy: Ok, I'll sing Every Rose Has Its Thorn.
I give up.
Also, we shut down at 1:15 - bartender's orders. Every week you show up at 1:00. Every week you act surprised when you don't get to sing three or four songs. Every week you beg me to let you do just one more. Every week I tell you no. Go deal with your boyfriend who's been trying to take me home all night.
The Good
We don't normally have kids at karaoke, but the bar also serves food, so they're allowed in the dining area. We had an 8 year old boy sing both Smokin' In The Boys' Room and Dragula. He did one hell of a job on them too. Kid, you rule all.
The Bad
Drunken tone-deaf idiots singing Garth Brooks songs. I swear I'm gonna take Friends In Low Places out of the damn book.
The Ugly
Idiot: I'm gonna take you home with me.
Um, no. You are not.
Idiot (to my boyfriend): I'm taking her home with me.
Um, no. You are not.
Idiot (to my boyfriend): I'm gonna take her away and marry her.
Um, no. You are not.
Repeat all night long. (sigh)
And...
The Stupid
Drunk Guy: I wanna sing You Give Love A Bad Name
Me: You just sang that last round hon.
Drunk Guy: Oh, then I wanna sing Every Rose Has Its Thorn
Me: You just sang that one the round before hon.
Drunk Guy: Oh. Um...did I sing Bon Jovi?
Me: Yeah, you did.
Drunk Guy: Ok, I'll sing Every Rose Has Its Thorn.
I give up.
Also, we shut down at 1:15 - bartender's orders. Every week you show up at 1:00. Every week you act surprised when you don't get to sing three or four songs. Every week you beg me to let you do just one more. Every week I tell you no. Go deal with your boyfriend who's been trying to take me home all night.
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