Hair. Make-up. Clothes.
Tiffany Kirk, a 25-year old single mother living in Houston, Texas, is getting “date-ready”. The whole thing can take close to an hour, yet there is no gentleman caller to pick her up when she is done.
There is no dinner and movie on her agenda. It’s just a 12-hour bar shift.
The date-ready outfit is her nightly uniform of shorts and a tank top – not exactly a typical nine-to-five work outfit.
All the primping is done for the customers; they are her “dates” for the night. They come to the bar for the way she looks and talks, for the ambience as much as for the drinks. Kirk is in no position to argue their preferences – she needs them to keep coming. Tips from such men pay her rent and bills, after all. Her hourly pay of $2.13 is completely eaten up by taxes. Tips are the reason that Kirk and many other women like her put up with sexual harassment in their workplaces.
I was a bartender and cocktail waitress to pay my way through college, and then as a side gig for a few years after, and can attest to this as fact. The hotter you looked, the more money you made. We were encouraged to wear shorter shorts (“If your apron covers it, it looks like you are not wearing pants and that’s perfect.”), put on make-up and flirt like crazy. Also, don’t get pissy when a dude tries to grab your ass or kiss you.
I dressed in tight and short clothes and flirted my ass off to pay rent. When people get righteous about women who make it stripping in college I always think “They were just more honest about it than we were.”
The good part? My dad stopped hitting on young waitresses when he realized it was happening to me on a daily basis.
Also, as an FYI, asking an older gentleman, “Don’t you have a daughter about my age?” is a good way to make it stop asap and get a bigger tip.
The more you know.
Today, the new phase of my Kickstarter begins as I try to raise even more money ($3,000 more) to create a press tour and blog for the book. I’m calling it The Wagon Train, and the idea is that I’ll take Amtrak’s Crescent line all the way from New Orleans to New York, stopping in cities…
Go supper this amazing book and tour. As the provider of a bed (and pub crawls and amazing restaurant dinners) while Carrie was in New Orleans (I mean, if the train has to go somewhere, might as well be the best city on earth, right?), I know that this trip will be a huge success. So, go give a few bucks. Like maybe that $5 you spent on a coffee this morning…at a local coffee shop I hope.
I have also read the book and can attest to how awesome it is. And how awesome Carrie is.
I’ve never put so much damn butter in a cake but I do not regret it.
Please don’t think about the calories. This bundt cake is worth trying because it has ginger beer and rum — just like a Dark & Stormy cocktail.
Well, I’ll be making this in the coming weeks. Because we have loads of homemade ginger beer around and well, butter, and rum, and cake. Duh.
Freddy Mercury is my favorite singer. As in, I will walk down the aisle to Somebody to Love, my favorite song. Whatever music you listen to, he probably influenced it. That, and he was completely fucking fabulous. I strongly believe that some people’s fire are meant to burn out at their hottest. He would have been 68 today, but ill be thankful the world had him while we did.
Again, Jon Stewart nails it. NAILS IT.