I'm in a posh bar serving Sam Elliot. He's at the bar, holding up his pint glass, tapping it meaningfully, he wants another half pint, there's a white line marking where it should be filled to...
It's a beautiful bar, hundreds of beer taps hang from the ceiling, I haven't a clue as to what he was drinking, I'm new here, don't know if I'm allowed to pour for the customers, don't know if I'm to ring it in, I'm off to look for the bartender...
It's a gala of sorts, everyone is fashionably dressed, the servers as well, socializing with the customers, I'm the only one dressed as a bartender or waiter, I can't find the bartender, I don't seem to know the rules, find my way past the throngs of socializing servers and customers back to the bar with the hundreds of beer taps, the bartender has returned, he's annoyed with me, I was supposed to give him his drink, supposed to ring it in, I don't know what I'm doing here, it's a nice place but I'm pretty sure I won't last...