I think Bob Bob and CFerg need to go on a rampage of likeableness.

We kept trying to befriend the servers at the local pub we went to every week. Just as a project. Also because we thought it would be super-cool if, when they saw us come in, they would immediately put in an order for the cheese sticks we'd invariably ask for. We always seemed to get different waitrons, though, and then we stopped going as regularly.

The project I'm currently on has been going on for ages. And every year there's a training in LA. One of the trainers always gets the same maid at the hotel; the maid shifts her schedule around if she needs to, to make sure she's assigned to that room. I assume it was an accident the first couple of times, but they've known each other for a decade now. I think they send each other Christmas presents.

The server thing is not my fault. It's Bob who wants everyone to like him.

No, really?

Go Milwaukee!

Wisconsin always ranks high on lists of drunkenness.

Bar time in Madison was once 12:45 a.m. People would often drink 'til bar time and then drive to Milwaukee (where bar time was 3:00 or later) and drink some more.

We kept trying to befriend the servers at the local pub we went to every week. Just as a project. Also because we thought it would be super-cool if, when they saw us come in, they would immediately put in an order for the cheese sticks we'd invariably ask for. We always seemed to get different waitrons, though, and then we stopped going as regularly.

My mother tried that for years at a place we used to go to a lot when I was a kid. She finally gave up trying to become "a regular."

I always want the bartenders to get to know me, but servers not so much. Mostly because I was disinclined to make friends when I *was* a server, so expecting more than like a nod of recognition (and that only if if I go there a lot) feels presumptuous.

There is a person at my neighborhood BaskinRobbins who knows me and my order and there is one person at my work BK who does also, but she is rarely on register anymore.

Wisconsin always ranks high on lists of drunkenness.

And has for a long time. Some years ago (say, around 25), I read a list of the cities with the most bars per capita. The top 5 were all in Wisconsin. OK, smaller cities like Green Bay and La Crosse, but still....

I try not to get into a rut at the deli near my office, because they guys there are really good, and if they know your order, they'll start making it before you even open your mouth to say "Wait, actually, today I was going to have--"

The lovely bartenders at the pool hall where DH plays always remember me. As I walk in the door they are already pouring my glass of wine with a tall ice water on the side. It rocks that they remember.