Telling Lies with Each Shake

So yeah, I've got this one bartender thing that's been bugging me for ages. You know how there are days when the bar gets super busy and you just need a breather? Well, last week was one of those. It’s not like we’re understaffed or anything; it’s just that sometimes all eyes are on you, the drinks keep piling up, and you feel like you're going to lose your mind. So I did something I shouldn’t have. I told a little fib to my coworker Tom about why I needed an extra break between shifts. I said I was running some errands downtown but in reality, I just ducked out for a quick ten-minute nap in the car before heading back in. It felt like cheating at first, but when I came back in and managed to pour those perfect martinis with a smile on my face, I kind of enjoyed it. Of course, now every time Tom offers me an extra break or asks if everything’s okay, I feel guilty as can be. But hey, who doesn’t love a good power nap?