I don't like to complain . . .

At work today, one of the waitstaff mentioned that, last night, when she asked K., who has been the regular night bartender at the Grill Bar since Louis moved upstairs to the Comm Lounge, for two Crown Royals, he gave her two glasses of Chambord.

I mean, I can vaguely understand what went through his brain -- a Kir Royale is champaigne and chambord. But, c'mon. Two glasses of raspberry liquer are NOT the same as two glasses of whiskey.

How come HE has the full time position as night bartender at the Grill Bar, and I just pick up shifts when people are on vacation?