For Whom the Bell Tolls? (Day 17)

Bell...bottom right.  Compliments of Adam.

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Oh to be a regular.  Regulars are the kind of person we try to cultivate at this one and a half month ole pub.  In fact, the great thing about regulars is that they notice things. 

We had a constant debate in the pub as to how to allow people on the entrance walkway patio the opportunity to signify us they were waiting.  The window is in a position that unless I have a bartender standing next to it or someone in the massive kitchen, a patron may be missed for a few moments (sometimes much longer) while they are waiting for a beer.  So we debated a bell and I kept coming back that it may be a bit annoying to those sitting inside if the bell kept ringing.  But then, I thought if it kept ringing we would then just staff the window (on the entrance side) and a bartender could service the window thus eliminating the ringing.  We also thought about putting a string that could pull a flag up inside notifying the bartender.  And we came up with a little button to press that would light up the underside of the bar.  This is actually the best option but it means I would have to have electricity wired again and I feel I have enough electric in the building.  My favorite idea though, was putting a live donkey inside the window.  The customer waiting could pet the donkey and then the donkey would kick with the closest bartender with his hind legs. This was all set to happen until I asked the health department about it and well I guess it’s against the law.  My insurance agent wasn’t so thrilled with it either...something about workmans comp? So we were back to doing nothing about it.

That is until. Adam stopped by stuck his hand in the window, placed the bell down and rang it.  We then poured Adam a beer and saw how the simplest plan was also the best.  It is a bit of a shame though, as I like all normal educated people really want a donkey.   

Cheers to Adam and thanks!