I Lied About My Bartending Experience

So here's the thing, I've been working at this trendy bar downtown for a few months now. Got hired right out of college after my summer internship, felt pretty confident and ready to go. But there was one little detail I left out on my resume: I didn't actually have any real bartending experience before landing this gig. See, I did a couple stints as a barback when I was in high school, setting up chairs and cleaning stuff up after parties. That's not exactly tending drinks behind the bar though, right? Figured it wouldn't matter much if nobody asked. But one day, this older guy named Frank comes in, he's a regular who knows everything about everyone there. He starts talking to me, asks all these questions like what my favorite drink is and how long I've been bartending professionally. And I started getting nervous because I had no clue what was expected of me. I did end up making it through that day without being caught or anything, just kind of fumbled around trying to remember recipes for drinks and winging it a lot. But now every time Frank comes in I can feel him sizing me up, wondering if he knows my secret. It's not like I'm doing a terrible job here either, so maybe it doesn't matter at all? But still, lying about something feels bad even when the truth isn't much better sometimes. Here I am, pretending to be someone else just so I could get this job.