Mary Kate was one lucky server. It was St. Patrics day and the pub where she worked was packed with revelers in search of a good time. The beer and whiskey were flowing freely. That much was evident by the way the Irish lass listened to one side, holding onto her next beer. Her pail cheeks were nearly as red as disheveled rose gold locks. It was clear the lass was drunk. The constant flow of drinks had taken its toll, and she found herself feeling a bit lightheaded. But she wasn't about to let that stop her from doing her job. She quickly drank her beer and returned to work. As she approached a group of rowdy patrons, her steps were unsteady, and she put on her best smile and asked, "Whad c'n i gesha lads?" The group seemed not to notice Mary Kate's slurred speech, and someone said, “A round of whiskey for us and you.”
