Monday, January 15, 2007

Re-naming a drink

I know I haven't been blogging much recently. I'd like to say it is due to my busy schedule (which is busy, but not THAT busy). I think rather that it is because I have not had much to blog about. After being told by Louise that my last blog entry was "lame", I decided I should put something up before I loose all four of my readers.

On Christmas Eve I attended a dinner with the Vice-Mayor of Laishan. At that dinner I met a young guy named Gaerath (sorry if I spelled that wrong) who has been living in China for seven years. His Chinese level was amazing and put us all to shame.

After dinner a group of us headed downtown to go and say hello to my friend Adriano who has been working at the Baby Face Club. First we had to pay a 60 元 cover charge because it was X-mas Eve. Upon entering the club, we placed our orders and waited. And waited. And waited.

I've been in this club once or twice before, and my friends and I had had trouble getting served then too. At first we thought it was shoddy service, but Adriano explained it to me. I couldn't believe my ears.

When someone places and order for a drink:

  • The bartender writes it down
  • Gives the paper to the bar manager who copies the order onto a form with carbon paper
  • The bar manager gives the forms to the floor manager
  • The floor manager signs the form and gives it to a messenger who runs upstairs to the office.
  • In the office, one form has to be signed by the accountant and one by the club manager
  • Both forms are then stamped with the Chinese red chop stamps that are needed for absolutely anything in China
  • One copy of the form is then sent by messenger back to the bar
  • The floor mananger checks the form, gives it to the bar manager.
  • Once the bar manager has checked the form, he/she gives permission to the bartender to pour the drink.
And you want to know what the real kicker is?


If I order a Long Island Iced Tea, they must take SEVEN forms up to the offices (vodka, gin, run, tequila, triple sec, sour mix, and Coke)!!!!

I hereby propose that we replace the Coca-Cola in a Long Island Iced Tea with grenadine, and call the drink "Bureaucratic Red Tape".