The Barman Is Not a X-Men

People that are not able to get by in a cafe, aren't even able to get by in this world. My name's Michele Verdi, I'm a private investigator, a heavy smoker and almost an alcoholic. I love rock music, instead I hate invasive technology and, when possible, I do fuck all. After thirty years of regularly hanging out at the bar, I feel like I have to tell something to the Customers: We'll never make it. We deserve extinction. I've already said everything, but if you're one of those who never gets enough, then go on reading. You have to know I only describe negative aspects of being a barman. Thank goodness for those who decide to undertake this profession, there are edifying moments too; if not, it would be worse than Islamic terrorists. Out there, it would be filled with barmen blowing themselves up in shopping centres. To those humble heroes, goes my gratitude and solidarity.