There's a difference...

between a restaurant staff at a top notch establishment and the restaurant staff I work with.

I think we'd call it class, and I'll be the first to admit I do not have an ounce of it in my body.

If I don't like my food, and I tell the line cook, he will simply tell me to "rub it on my chest".

Yesterday I was working with an older waitress and the owner and we were talking about the pronunciation of swollen and the waitress says, "yes, it's swollen, like when a man is swollen". LOL.

I don't know, how about we just say we have a lot of character?

I might...

be quitting.
I'll write more later.

supersize me.

Okay, so there's a four top.
One man gets a burger and then an order of chili cheese fries.
The fries are 4 something.

The woman gets a BLT and a side of french fries.
The fries are 1.75.

Which plate should have more fries on it?
Obviously the one for 4 something, right?
Not in this lady's eyes.

The large woman pouts and says, "why does he have more fries than me?"
About two minutes later, she requests another order.

What are you, six years old?
That one order of fries was pushing it for you anyways.

I love:

the dishwashers and the line cooks.
They are seriously the coolest people I know.

I think I've said this before, or something similar.
They just make me laugh, to the point where my face physically hurts.

DW1: Those [sanitary containers] are fricking disgusting. There aren't even bags in them.
COOK: Yeah, poor [DW2] has to clean it out with his bare hands!
DW2: (to DW1 and me) I didn't know what those containers were. I just thought they sat there.

HAHAHA. :)

dumbest. rule. ever.

Okay, out of all the 2700 awful rules, the "three strikes rule" takes the cake.

The rule states, that if you break any of the rules you will receive a pink slip.
Two of those lands you in deep trouble and a third results in termination.

Of course, I almost got one for speaking out against the pink slips.
I mean, come on, I haven't gotten a "disciplinary referral" since high school.

what the fuck.

I couldn't tell you..

how many rules I broke today.
Definitely over five; just in time for tomorrow's meeting.
I'll let you know how that goes, my friend.

I have to say though, today was somewhat awful.
I spilled the baked beans in the steam table and had to empty it, clean it and re-fill it.
I also burnt my hand in the fryer, only to see the other cook do it when he was cleaning. ha.

pi does not mean..

you should eat 3.14159265 pieces of pie.

The owner says to anyone who is listening, "Wow the shoofly sold so quickly. I'll have the prep cook make another tomorrow."
ME: "Well, since you ate about 3 pieces and your husband ate a few, it looks like you sold two slices. I'd say you lost about 3 bucks on the pie. Not bad."

She wasn't pleased.