So as I said in my last (real) entry, late night has so far been ... not very exciting. I stay up really late anyway, usually doing nothing exciting, so it doesn't bother me to read or do crosswords or whatever in that last hour--it's kind of a nice wind-down. But for the rest of the night, I like to know who I'm saddled with.
While perusing this week's schedule, I noticed I'm closing with unusual people all week. Then I went to look at the ones who normally close with me, and saw that ... uh, I'm closing with them, too? WTF? And there are two bartenders on every night?
Yes, Lapdog definitely broke out the crack spoon before making this week's schedule. Every night, we have three closers and usually two bartenders. Five employees, to tend to a projected zero customers. Last night, Pot Smoking Manager gladly let the third closer leave with the last cuts, and the second closer an hour before we locked the doors. Tonight, Lapdog is managing, and he has a strange aversion to sending people home, even when we barely have a trickle of business. I really think it's just because he can keep us there and irritated, because he can't possibly see a need for so many people with so few tables.