I’ve never much considered myself a people person - that’s not to say I’m not friendly, because I am - it’s just that I don’t think I have the charisma needed for some job titles. One such occupation is that of a bartender. Not only must they be attentive, sociable and accurate, they should be able to work well under pressure. And while I may posess those qualities to a certain degree, I’m fairly certain, on a crowded weekend in particular, I would find it rather difficult.

Regardless, for this week’s installment of Punching the Clock, I headed down South Broad Street to the Blarney Stone Pub. I arrived around 4 p.m., just as they were opening for the day, greeted by owner Sarah Woods and your friendly neighborhood bartender, Aaron McEligot. Lights had just been turned on, televisions were on various sports channels, music was playing in the background, and it was just an overall cozy atmosphere. Any sort of apprehension I had felt had gone out the window - or out the door, rather - as the screen doors were allowing a nice breeze to come through.