Shot Girls

A few nights ago Laura and I grabbed some pizza after work and then went for drinks at 773. We were talking and watching some basketball and chatting a bit with the regular crowd. Billy, the owner came over and was talking to us about how the bar was having a band Friday night called Memphis Train. He asked if we wanted to come sell Jell-o shots for cash so that he wouldn't have to charge a cover to have the band. We could keep all the tips and he would pay us a little something after as well. Of course we jumped at the chance. Getting paid to hang out at the bar and listen to a band?


Yesterday was my day off. After Laura finished with work I met her, along with our friend Ashley, visiting from Maryland, in Union Square and we went to the movies. We had been anticipating the opening of Hot Tub Time Machine since the first time we saw the commercial on television.

After the movie we came back to our apartment to change for our working bar night. We got to the bar around 9 and it was very very quiet. The band was setting up and the regulars were there but the band crowd Billy had anticipated wasn't there. We got some beers and sat for quite a while talking. Once the band had begun and had been playing a while we headed to the back to fill our trays. We loaded up with dixie cups filled with jello and liquor. We made a round and sold most all of the shots on our trays. Some people were excited and bought a lot, some people were less enthusiastic but played along and bought one or two. We attempted a second round to empty the trays but couldn't so we decided to take them back to the kitchen to sit in the refrigerator for a bit. After another hour we went back for the trays and tried to make another round but everyone who was going to buy jell-o shots had already bought all they wanted. We probably sold a third of the shots that Billy had made for us. It was not the success we'd hoped for for the bar, but we drank and ate for free and the bar payed us more than they took from the cash we did make. When we finally took the trays back to the refrigerator to call it a night we might have thrown a couple back ourselves. We might also have done a little kitchen dancing. I don't wanna say for sure though.


All in all I'd say it was a pretty successful venture. I'd be happy to repeat it if asked. I think we need to go to the bar one night soon and pay for a change!