January is when you have to deal with all the shitty/new second string bartenders, largely do to quite a few of the old ones getting canned on New Years for serving people that were way over their limit. But then again, this sounds like pretty normal behavior for a dive bar, regardless.
Or write it in your diary.
You know, whatever.
Well, like my Pappy always used to say: "If there's grass, play ball."
(JUST KIDDING, PEOPLE -- JESUS -- RELAX.)