Ever worked in a restaurant?
.
According to National Geographic, "Half of all American adults
have worked in a restaurant at some point in their lives."
Q. What do you call a radio broadcast engineer who was displaced by deregulation?
A. "Pizza Man."
Did it from 1990 through 1996.
Encrypt everything. Even if you have nothing to hide. It increases the noise floor.
I worked in one when I was about 16. SURE ATE GOOD!!!
Last edited by N2NH; 04-30-2014 at 03:46 AM.
“The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words."
--Philip K. Dick
Sugar, starches, sodium, cholesterol--all the better stuffOriginally Posted by wa6mhz
when you get to make your own pizza. While making deliveries,
I ate a mixture of salted sunflower seeds and green olives
from the salad bar, washed down with Pepsi.
When not on the road, I'd take orders over the phone,
assemble pizza boxes, wash dishes, and clean toilets.
Had an '82 Mazda pickup, with about 200K on the odometer.
Good thing it was easy to work on, as with all the start/stop driving,
had to replace many a brake pad, as well as starters, and eventually,
the 5-speed transmission. One night the fuel pump gave out. A fellow employee
got a new one for me at AutoZone, and I was back in business.
Tips were mostly good. One delivery I'll always remember was at a Motel.
Two guys, and a naked, fairly good-looking gal passed out on the bed
(which, apparently turned out to be my tip).
In about 6 years, had over 10K accident-free hours logged.
Various awards along the way included a monogrammed Pizza Hut jacket,
a Sony boom box, and my choice of a cruise or $1200. I took the cash.
nope never did any food related stuff.
I AM THE VOICE OF THE VOICELESS!
My last restaurant job was the VILLAGE INN In Naperville, IL. I was probably 17 or 18 by then
Had some great times there. I was one of the older cooks. The place was basically like an IHOP.
so one day I noticed they had all these left over tubs of juice from Blueberries and strawberries. I stashed those in the cooler and came up with some powdered Yeast. I put it in the tubs and the next day we had some great WINE the next evening! But by the 3rd day it had turned to VINEGAR! So much for that idea.
Then one day the boss told me to clean behind the grill we cooked pancakes on. there were 2 grills. as I moved one, no one had told me the condiment tray holding all the sauces and berries was only held up by the 2 stoves!, so that went all over the floor. The boss came roaring in and cut his hand trying to pickup the tray.
SO I was summarily fired on the spot. SOMEONE had to pay this mess and It was me!
I just loved that place and did a great job of cooking for them.. I still do great pancakes to this day (for our Kiwanis Club!)
I was a long time restaurant worker...back of house, front of house. I was a server trainer, fountain trainer, crew lead and shift supervisor...i will NEVER do that crap again!
The louder the monkey, the smaller its balls.
idk why but I read the end as shit supervisor....
I AM THE VOICE OF THE VOICELESS!
Then you read correctly.
The louder the monkey, the smaller its balls.
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