Take A Bottle, Drink It Down, Pass It Around

Since my hatred for the IR is growing at a rate that sometimes prevents me from even being able to write about it without sounding like a psychopath, I have asked for contributions from you, my readers, to spice things up a bit. This contribution is from Whiskey-A-Bobo, he has created an IR drinking game for our entertainment, and we all know that working at the IR leads you to drink. Enjoy!

Italian Restaurant
DRINKING GAME!!!
(All shots are whiskey, unless otherwise noted)

-If this is your first gig, take a shot of amarretto. After all, yer gonna get yer cherry popped soon.
-If you have worked 1-5 years, take 1 shot.
-if you have worked 5+ years, take a shot for each year you have worked.
-if you have worked 15+, take a shot of Jonnie Blue. After all, you have paid yer dues, you know how to make money, and you have (hopefully) decent taste.


-If you ever got a
-$5 tip= drink water. (the worst have gotten a nickle)
-$10 tip= drink a beer. (really? A dime is so common)
-$20 tip = 1 shot
-$100 tip = double shot of Jonnie Blue (because you’ve been doing this long enough to make a little $$$ at it and you know how to. And well, you also deserve it)

-if you have ever been given verbal praise, or a religious tract as a tip
-take 1. After all you can’t afford rent.

If you have ever been talked about by co-workers
-take 1 : we all take our turn
-have talked shit about another co-worker =:water, you know better

Relationships with Co-workers:
Never: 1 shot
1 night stand: 2 shots
You had a relationship, but it ended: 3 shots
You have a relationship that is still going: 4 shots
Bad break up: 10 shots. After all, you want to forget it, at least for the night

Health:
If you have bad leg/feet/knees = 2 shots, 2 because of no health care
If you have a BAD BACK = 5 shots, because the doctors haven’t figured out how to amputate a spine yet.

Rude Customer:
1 shot: we all take our turn


Rude Manager:
7 shots: not enough to forget, but just enough to remember who-the-fuck-they-are

If You Ever Thought About Walking:
1 shot
Thought about Torching: 3 shots
Though about going fucking postal: 5 shots

If you actually walked:
You owe me a shot.


-Whiskey-A-Bobo