Sing along if you know the tune (and you should).
On the first day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: (And) A whole pile of crockery!
On the second day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: two broken glasses!
On the third day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: three cussing cooks!
On the fourth day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: four winging waiters!
On the fifth day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: five bar patrons!
On the sixth day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: six reservations!
On the seventh day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: seven seat themselves!
On the eighth day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: eight unlit candles!
On the ninth day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: nine call aheads!
On the tenth day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: ten draft beers!
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: eleven drunk diners!
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my restaurant gave to me: twelve open checks!
And there you have it.
And on that (musical) note, it’s been real!