I got a job as soon as I graduated from school. I always wanted to bartend because I love listening to people and how awful their lives are.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
All my graduation money went to paying for bartending classes so I could have a side gig. I bartended for two months before I was supposed to move to New York and then two months later I got the job as an understudy in 'Sister Act' and haven't looked back since.
I was bartending in Boston five, six nights a week, living in my grandmother's condo. By the way, I'm a really good bartender - that's the only skill I can confidently say I have.
I was raised to want to work for a living. The idea of just sitting around or going shopping every day appalls me.
I was a bartender at a Pizzeria Uno's for nine years. The people I worked with were amazing, but it was quite possibly the most miserable time of my life.
I worked in restaurants, bars, record stores; I did anything and everything to pay my way through university and LAMDA.
I always liked having a good time. I got into this business because I got fired from any job I ever had because I stayed out late playing music.
I knew what my job was; it was to go out and meet the people and love them.
I came from Texas, I was studying theater at NYU, and I thought for sure that my lot in life would be to get the best bartending job I could find and do theater in New York. And that was a good life.
I never had a real job either. I sort of fell out of school and ended up playing guitar.
When I graduated college, I had a fairly successful weekly club gig and was buying more studio equipment and writing my own music. I realized I didn't want to work.