The Bachelorette Party

That time my night went from mixing cocktails for a bachelorette party to doing lines and having a three-way with the bride and her maid of honor

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Now on to the good stuff…

So, I picked up this private gig bartending a bachelorette party. Ugh. I usually avoid these things like the plague - all screeching women, penis straws, and a playlist that makes my ears bleed. But the money was insane, and it was at some boujee Airbnb up in the West Hills. You know the type, infinity pools and a view that costs more than my yearly income. I figured I could handle a few hours of "Woo!" girls for a fat paycheck.

The setup was plush af. Huge open-plan living room, a kitchen island I was using as my bar, and these floor-to-ceiling windows looking out over the whole city. The bride tribe rolled in around seven. Maybe ten of them, all in different shades of pi…