1. Getting hit on.

This one is kind of a given. However, before starting my job at Windwood Country Club, I thought it would just be this awesome gig where I would cruise around serving booze to people and make awesome tips. Nah, there is a little price to pay because this is,well - humanity. And oh, does it get interesting sometimes. My first couple encounters whilst getting hit on were pretty harmless. One man kept telling me how gorgeous my blue eyes were, I've had guys call me gorgeous or call me cute. A lot of men there like to call the beverage cart girl sweetheart, honey or sweetie. And when you're new, all the men on the course want to know a lot about you. They want to know your name, how old you are, where you go to school and what you're studying.

Some are really sweet and gentleman-like, and that's how it started off for me. But after about a month, I got into the real deal. I remember having a small conversation with two older men while making their drinks, and telling that I was a dancer. (Ballet, tap, and jazz.) The one man said "Oh? You're a pole-dancer?" and then he shouted to his friend "Hey, the girl says she is a pole dancer", and the other man said "Oh I would love to see that." And with that, I smiled and quickly drove away. Yeah. No. I've never been hit on in my life as I do in one day at my job. I've started to become used to it... just smile.

2. Jokes that aren't that funny.

And those jokes involve those sexual, dirty ones that old, white dudes think are funny when in reality, they're cringe worthy. Just the other week, I was driving the beverage cart up to hole three to meet up with two fellows I hadn't served yet. However, they came to me and it seemed right from the get go, that they were totally inebriated. One older man gave me an awkward high five and the first thing he said was, "How old are you sweetheart?" and I said, "I'm twenty?" He proceeded to say, "Okay, then you're old enough for this joke."

In my head, I knew what was coming: a horrible, corny, over-told joke that wouldn't be funny in the least bit. He then told me an extremely sexual, sexist joke that made my skin crawl. He saw my expression and said "What!? That's not funny!? C'mon, it's a family joke!" The thing about this though, is having to grin and bear it. There are going to be those guys on the golf course that are going to make you feel kind of weird, but it's all part of the job. Just smile, serve the drinks, and leave.

3. People who think they own the golf course.

There have been a few instances where people, especially members, get really into their golf games and their entitlement and think that they have the right to be rude just because they are members. I've talked to some people where they had this "I'm important. You should know who I am" heir to them and it's not fun. At all. I've had to bite my tongue and just tell myself to get their Coors Lite and be nice and it'll all be over. Also, this is kind of common sense but for those who don't know too much about golf: DO NOT DRIVE ON THE GREEN. I REPEAT DO NOT DRIVE ON THE GREEN. Granted, people at my work still do, and it's usually the people who think they own the place.

4. Sweet elderly people.

I've come across some amazing people while serving the beverages out on the golf course. I've struck up some good conversations, talked about the weather, about dreams, goals. No seriously, I have, and it's pretty nice. There is this one elderly couple that comes to golf every week and they never order anything because they don't drink but they are one of the nicest people ever. I always make sure I go and say hi to them because they're a couple of my favorites. :)

5. AMAZING TIP$.

And it feels so, so good! The most tips I've ever made in one day while working at the golf course would have probably been $140. It literally felt like one of the greatest days of my life. Because driving around serving alcohol, making a ton of money and having a good day, is such a wonderful thing - why wouldn't you want to do that? One of the best sensations is at the end of a shift and coming in to count all of the tips that I have made for the day, especially after a ten hour shift. And yes, all of the tips that I am making this summer is going towards college and my future apartment next summer.

6. HOT a$ weather.

I've driven around in the beverage cart in 90-degree weather and I can tell you right now that it is not fun. Of course, who would think that's fun? Though, there are some crazy people that can withstand that insane amount of heat. It's incredibly uncomfortable, and I have to deal with a lot of embarrassing body issues, such as my legs sticking to the cushion on the cart seat, and sweating like a mad woman. The plus side to the hot weather are people are thirsty, so they'll be willing to drink a lot which means a lot of tips for me. Which of course, is a plus.

7. Learning more about alcohol and mixed drinks.

I'm not a huge drinker, so I'm not that skilled in the alcohol category. I know the basics, and yes, I'll stick to a good old Pabst Blue Ribbon if need be an occasional drink, but Corbel? Dos Equis? The gluten free bloody mary's? For me, there was a lot to learn. It was kind of intimidating at first to be honest, but after awhile I started to get the hang of it. I was making drinks left and right, and when somebody wanted a certain beer, the name didn't sound so freaking foreign to me. I knew exactly what they wanted, and it was a time to celebrate. I now feel like an alcoholic goddess.

8. Learning how to be sassy.

You have to deal with a lot when it comes to being a beverage cart girl. This being my first time, I soaked in quite a bit from my surrounding the first couple of days, even. A lot of the men like to give the female bartenders and beverage cart girls a hard time, and they like to be playful and tease them here and there. I guess I learned quick that that is just part of the business. I'm kind of shy with this, because I'm awkward with straightforward male attention. If a guy teases me, I blush, smile and just move on. No, here you have to kind of have to fire back and have something ready to say the them - you have to be sassy and on point. You have to play along and put them in their place. I guess they like it and it helps with business. I'm still working on my sassiness, because I'm a true sweetheart.

9. You have to be bubbly.

Plain and simple. Be cute. Be happy. Smile on the face. (Confession: this is harder than it seems...)

10. People start knowing who you are.

I didn't think people would care to know my name or even remember me. Either they're reason nice, I'm impressionable, or... all of the above. I will say, though, I have been quite impressionable and have met some really interesting people, so it makes sense that they'd remember me. I've even had random people on the course who I've never met come up and say "Hey, Julia!" and I get a lot of "Hey, Julie" a lot too. There is this one guy who thinks my name is Jude, so he says "Hey, Jude!" when he sees me... like the Beatles song, get it? Ha ha... but anyways, there is also this adorable older gentleman who is the sweetest thing. He gets excited every time he sees me and says "Hi, Julie!" and we talk and he asks how I am and calls me sweetie. It's so cute. But anyways, walking through the country club with people waving and knowing who you are - feels pretty damn good.

11. Dealing with total jerks.

I will only tell one story, and one story at that... because this is the best example of a typical jerk at the bar cliche. I was helping serve at the bar for a crazy busy wedding, and I had been working for nine hours already. I was hot and tired, and all of a sudden, this super old dude who I had never met in my life says my name from behind the bar. He then tells me to come behind the bar, near him. My first instinct was "uh. creepy. NO." I playfully said "no" in a nice way and he just shook his head and drunkenly said, "Julia, I think you're a very attractive young woman.

But let me tell you something. I feel like you could do better with what you have. You should grow your hair out longer, get some high lights, do your make up..." and he just kept going. I know I shouldn't let some old talking corpse make me feel bad, but it was shocking. I kindly said "Thank you, but I like how I look." He then kept bothering me til he got bored and walked away. CRINGE. Later on, he motioned me over again, and I acted like he wasn't there. That's the thing about the bar life, I guess. You're gonna have to deal with major jerks and creeps.

Beverage cart life is very interesting to say the least. It's fun when it's busy, but if it's not, theeeeen it's me hiding behind a couple of giant bushes and eating all of the food off of the cart -- just kidding.