An interesting last evening in Amsterdam.

I changed into something more suitable for a girl bartender, a short minidress, cotton and colourful and white cotton panties, trainers. I wear my trainers a lot because they are ideal for running about behind a bar!

I got to work at six, and I was walked through the expectation of a bartender. There were quiet moments, and I took my phone from my pocket to check it. Then it started to get busy, people were asking for drinks and more. It was fun working with the others.

I didn’t work out just what the takings were for the four hours I worked but I was paid in my hand what I saw was sixteen Euros an hour. I didn’t sell that much I thought, but it was as arranged.