Soooooo, was I in rare form?, I even embrassed myself

So I got to meet my mothers new squeeze a week ago, this past Sunday. (again the tirades of me not doing this more often can begin now) Mike is a really good sport. And I say this because of a couple things...
1) He was put in a situation, somewhat aware of what he was about to face, but not really knowing until it happens.( think, you have to speak to somebody about something that you really don't want to discuss, but you have to, because you have to. example...firing somebody, telling a loved one you have anal leakage, that you experimented in college and it wasn't with drugs...) you get the idea.
2) He did it with dignity, courage, and finally CLASS. I can be a real sarcastic a$$ when I want to be. Whats that? Aww you know its true. But I appreciate you protecting my feelings. I found myself, trying to simply get information, but it ended up a lot different than that. (Spanish inquisition meets Meet the Parents/Fockers)
3) Now I said that my mom told ol Mike that I was probably going to try and embarrass him, and I think I succeeded in that by making him uncomfortable. And that's where the story really takes off.
After our meeting, I started to think: Man he was really a nice guy. He answered all my questions, without getting offended, he even started to joke around as I was asking the questions. Now a normal individual would have probably backed off a little, but not me. He even bought the entire meal we had, and boy did I feel like a jacka$$. I spent the rest of the day/night, and the better part of the week, thinking how much I could have ruined the day had I kept on going. I mean, if the boys Khazy(shout out to you my dog) and Hhazy(you my boy!!) hadn't needed to go beddybye, then their is no telling how far I would have gone.
All said and done, I am truly glad that Mike was a good sport, because I would have felt absolutely terrible had I scared him off. So Mike if you read this, I am sorry again if I offended you, or made you overly uncomfortable at our first meeting. Thank you for dinner, and I truly look forward to seeing you again in the future. Mom, well I am sorry a little bit for what I did, but hey, you admitted that I was going to do it, so since you expected it, then I can't really be blamed by you that much. But much, much love.
Now that I have gotten that out of the way, I can move on to other pressing matters....
So I work with idiots. Huh? Didn't see that coming? Well let me tell you. I work with a great GM. And I truly mean that. He's got a temper, but overall, his focus is on the prize, A well run restaurant. We are beginning a ying/yang relationship, which is beneficial for everyone. But the rest of the yahoos, well, lets just say that sometimes its hit or miss. Personally, if I am a manager in a restaurant, the last thing I would want to do, is stick around after my shift and get Poop-faced in the bar. I mean even after we have closed, still there. To me, it kind of defeats what you are trying to accomplish. That's one of them. Another likes to bring her children there when they are out of school and let them terrorize the place by making a mess all over the place. Yet another is a pot head, and I found this out while I was in training, and he liked to stay locked up in his room, getting smoked out. And finally, the KM is a fella that does not understand food, does not understand ordering, and does not understand how to run a line. All very frustrating things for me. But I keep my comment s to myself, and the staff sees these things, but I am behind my team 100%.
When coming from my background, and moving to a different restaurant, there are going to be subtle differences, but some things you can't ignore. Instead of smoking a cigarette, run some food, seat some guests, manage, anything!! But then again, maybe I am expecting too much from these folks, I mean I live where I live, and the workforce pool is a little shallow.
Finally, I would like to leave you with one thought. If you have a high bar cost (all your purchases for beer, liquor, wine - all bar stuff sold = bar cost) and you have managers that like to stay behind late, after the place is closed, don't you think there is a good chance that something fishy is going on. What do you think? The beer is just evaporating. Please!! And no one thinks its happening.