The urinal was clogged. Men kept peeing in it anyway. Not enough gloves to disguise the fact that it was quite warm when I had to manually unclog it. Most awkward:
A couple is sitting at my bar and I am relatively close, putting glasses away. Right as the music dies, he turns to her and says, “You know, they’re gonna ask you where you were when he drowned.” I immediately found something to do on the other side of the bar.