sambuca
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In my early 20s I were bar tending at this cocktail bar. I had only been there for a couple of weeks and had just learned most of the drinks from the card. Then this night, me half drunk already, not really much to do – these two very pretty ladies comes up asking for sambuccas... okay i think.. poor up the shots, hand them over. Then one of them askes "can we have some fire please" hmm . Okay went for the lighter, and lights up the 4 cl shots. Gave a cheers and went to the next customer further down the bar. After serving him a brew i turned my head to see these two ladies still stading looking at their flamming shots.
I went back to them and asked if if they needed help for those. Yes please one of them answered. I then thought, ok i will drink this one and poor the second girl another. I toke my hand while saying now this is how you do it. Placed it on top of the shot and felt the wacum. "ttsssssssssss" i suddenly felt a heavy burning spreading through my hand, and thought "ouch this f****** hurts". While trying to bite of the pain and attempting to pull the glass off again the pain increased and the smell of burned flesh reaches my nose meanvile the other girl went for her shot, which resulted in her tilting the shot and flames spread down the desk. Mine popped off, but only to add more fuel to the fire....
God damn i felt stupid. The scar in my hand first went away a year ago or so...
evil or maybe just stupid... ;)