He asked me to meet his boss last night, and after an interview that lasted no more than 5 minutes, he hired me...albeit on a trial basis. This is one of those trendy bars that are on the rooftop of a hotel, 16 floors up and overlooking the lake. It's beautiful.
And...they don't serve draft beer! Which means no changing 150lb kegs. Whew. I am so fucking done with that shit. Plus, I am always wanted to work in a hotel for some reason. It's small, but super upscale (rooms go for $450+ a night) yet also casual. Almost a perfect balance.
It could very easily not work out, but I am really excited, and surprisingly not nervous. Wish me luck!