Well, actually, I guess I can't really say that. I've enjoyed it. You meet a lot of really nice people, but like anything else, I suppose, you meet a lot of dinks, too. The job comes with some aches and pains. The smell of smoke reeks from every inch of clothing for smokers and nonsmokers alike.
Legs ache over time.
The grease from the grill feels packed into pores by the end of the night. Between making sure that foods like the fresh-cut french fries are cooked and the glasses are filled, it can get pretty busy for employees. The real test for bars is New Year's Eve - the annual bar night of all bar nights. The doors stay open until 4 a.m., the only night of the year that is allowed in Michigan, and revelers of the old and new years come out to celebrate. It's a pretty rare occurrence in my job.