My brother Chris reminded me that our other brother, Larry, was a bartender at the Cask 'N Flagon for about four hours. So although Jimmy was technically the first bartender in the family, Larry was the second, not me.
(Larry at Christmas a few years ago. He's dancing with his son who is out of frame. The mustache is fake although I do believe that if Larry had a mustache, it would be gray.)
Larry is a really smart guy. One of the smartest people I know. Harvard educated and everything. Why would such a smart guy who knows he hates people ever think he'd like bartending? One of life's great mysteries.