Drama

I recently had the pleasure of attending the grand opening gala of the Drama Bar, Sandra's shiny new place of employment. It was fabulous: champagne, candles, flowers, and all the beautiful people who hang out on Bergmanstrasse. For those of you not totally up to date on the (dramatic) happenings in the Bergmanstrasse bar scene, here's the short version: Sandra used to work at Melitta Sundstrom, one of Berlin's oldest, most venerable gay bars, which was owned and operated by Peter and Bernhard, who were a couple as well as business partners. Peter and Bernhard eventually broke up, but continued to run the cafe/bar together, despite Bernhard's increasingly frequent looting of the supply room and cash register, until one fateful day when Sandra's coworker, Robert, refused to let Bernhard take money out of his waiter's billfold, upon which Bernhard fired everyone. Including the poor cleaning lady. Since he couldn't fire Peter, he settled for throwing a pot of hot coffee at him and then buying him out.
So, naturally, the next step for Peter was to hire back his staff (except the poor cleaning lady, who seems to have disappeared) and open his own place, which he did, right next door to Sundstrom, paint it hot pink, and christen it (appropriately) the Drama Bar. Sandra, as you can see, is really excited to be back to waitressing in a bar (she's been working at a hostel on the other side of town, and has had it with grungy backpackers and 7am breakfast service). Before Sandra was fired, I spent a lot of time at Sundstrom, so I'm also really excited to have Drama up and running. It's sort of my (hot pink, Euro) version of Cheers. Not everyone knows my name, but most of them know what I drink. I am a regular!