You always need a few women at the bar that understand the importance of being the mom, and once I left my “drunken shitshow” stage that I was in early in transition I started leaning into the bar mom role when it’s needed. Someone’s gotta keep an eye on the wasted girl’s drink. Someone’s gotta offer a hand. And sometimes someone’s gotta distract the way too drunk girl while someone also pours out her drink because she probably shouldn’t have been served that one. Someone’s gotta listen to the girl going through some shit, because the booze won’t help, but community can (though be aware some of these people have way too big of issues and will try to latch on in a destructive way, learn to establish and maintain boundaries). I don’t do it that often, because the gay bars I go to don’t need it that much, but I take pride in the fact that I do it. And baby trans folks especially need someone like that.