beets?

Does anyone know why I say, "make sure everything is dated in the cooler"?
Everyone gets so mad when I say to do this, mostly waitresses.
I guess it's because they are too lazy to write three numbers.
The typical response from this one lady is,
"We are going to use it before it goes bad."

Well, yesterday when I was cleaning out the cooler, there was a container that was dated.
It was a jug of red beets, and it definitely said "09-24-07".
Ha, and you don't know how tempted I was to put them in a monkey dish and offer them to you.

Disgusting.

higgamajig!

I worked a 14 hr. shift today (6am-8pm). I've been tired; sorry, but anyways, here we go. :)

My manager's husband has a plethora of stories.
Sometimes, I wonder if they're true, but cheese and rice, some are so weird, I wonder who could possibly make them up.

We will call this person H; this is how I'll reference him in the future.

and this is H's story (obviously not the EXACT quote, but close enough...

"When I was around ten, I was hanging out with my cousins and my one older cousin said, 'Hey, I have to show you guys something really cool!' He took us into the living room and showed them how to "higgamajig". We had no idea what it was, but when we found out, we were shocked. Of course we were j*rking off and all guys do it but at the time we thought we were the only people in the universe who knew about it, like it was a big secret, and we called it higgamajig."

Some of the people at work know the story and the people who do not are always confused because we often reference things in the restaurant back to it, as in:

"It was so busy, no one had time to even higgamajig".
or
"Did you higgamajig lately?"

and perhaps this is immature, inappropriate, or I suppose disgusting to some, but it makes me laugh and the day goes by faster, so it's fun.

sorry, everyone.

I promise, promise, promise I will fix this post with a good story.
I'm last-minute studying for an exam I have at 2, and I still have to get my butt back to school.

Wish me luck,
and I will post late tonight! :)

No food for you!

I'm cooking, and of course I have a "waitrissue" which means, the waitress was getting on my freaking nerves, also known as a waitress issue.

Okay, so she puts in an order for a wrap, and writes no tomato. It typically comes with lettuce and although the menu says mayo, we are told to not put it on unless the customer asks.
So, I ask her if she would like mayo, and she responds by saying, "You should know the menu". Haha. It turns out they did want it, and I hear her say, "Yeah, she can't cook. Ha. Ha. Ha".

Ten minutes later, she told me she was hungry, and I responded in her voice (which sounds like she sucked a helium balloon) "Sorry, I can't cook. ha ha ha".

Don't mess with a cook, I promise you'll get burned.

parking lot.

I love the people I work with. We have a good time.
I complain a lot, but in the end, I'm happy.

There's this on-going joke at restaurant #2 about "higgamajigging".
I promise I will explain this in tomorrow's post, but I want to leave you in suspense.
Maybe you can guess what it is.

I'll leave you with a little dialogue from today.
This was after work in the parking lot.

Owner D hears dishwasher J is a virgin.
Owner D: You are? How old are you?
J: 17
Owner D: You can't be one if you HIGGAMAJIG.
Me: Yeah, you can.
Owner D: Well, he's not gonna be if he hangs out with you in the parking lot!
J: Yeah, could you leave for a minute?

LOL.

turrrkeyyy, turkeeyy?

Okay, so one day the restaurant was basically dead.
One of the waitresses was attempting a crossword puzzle.
Can you even guess how this went? Haha.

The clue was: "Neighbor of Turkey". It was written just like that.
The waitress sat there staring.
I'm like, "what's wrong?"
She said, "I thought it was "chicken" but that's seven letters.
Maybe it's beef!"

Turkey is capitalized. I'm sure it means a country.
Perhaps Iraq.

In the meantime, she called to another waitress, who looked at it and said,
"Oh gee, I don't know.. Chicken has too many letters".

salad!

These are two salads I made at my one job recently:




The first is "Asian Chicken salad".

The second is a chef salad.

and they look banging. Well, I think so.

PS. I have a waitress story for tomorrow.