Quick story.
Knew a guy who worked as a bartender for years, enedep up eventually managing a place. He'd spend all day doing the books, inventory, ordering, etc. from a barstool (which is the industry standard where I come from), drinking white russians made with cream. (They didn't carry milk in large qantities at the club.) After about 9 months of this, he'd gained something like 50 lbs. He was bitching to me about this, and his most memorable phrase was "oh, my god, I'm Veal!!"
Moral: Be a man, don't drink chick drinks.
Knew a guy who worked as a bartender for years, enedep up eventually managing a place. He'd spend all day doing the books, inventory, ordering, etc. from a barstool (which is the industry standard where I come from), drinking white russians made with cream. (They didn't carry milk in large qantities at the club.) After about 9 months of this, he'd gained something like 50 lbs. He was bitching to me about this, and his most memorable phrase was "oh, my god, I'm Veal!!"
Moral: Be a man, don't drink chick drinks.
