celebrating 35 years in pics- more to come

After celebrating the 35th anniversary I became very melancholy. Grabbed the old photo books and looked at the staff through the years. There were some winners that walked through the doors of Feathers. I remember once asking the waiter for a lite beer and he brought me a bottle of lite beer instead of a case. The ice bucket was too heavy for one waiter so he would made three ice bucket trips. Another waiter was too busy finding dates and shooting shots that he never brought the bartenders glasses- drunk at the end of the night- he would throw them at us...Yes, the colorful characters that walked through those doors would make any rainbow flag look pale in comparison. I have to admit I was a unique waiter. I wanted to bartend so bad that I would collect drink glasses on my tray and pretend to faint. The manager would feel bad for me and put be behind the bar to help the bartenders. I don't know if he was concerned for my health, or upset with all the glasses I was breaking. Whatever the reason I became a bartender. Share your stories and laughs..We would all like to hear it