back on top, despite the struggle to survive, i am. 2 days of rolling in and rolling up, running, carrying, toasting, and once again i have to say it, this kitchen cannot be entered without 1 syrup smear, 3 unfortunate accidents with butter, a head on battle with the mexicans, and a heavy tray. somehow, our business survives. i see new people coming into the diner. oh and the toaster. yes, many unfortunate incidence with the toaster.
so here it is february and i have not been late, sick, or recieved a check mark!
like i care about getting a checkmark at this late date in my so called career. i just want to survive.
smile, make eye contact, get everything right with the table, the order, the kitchen, the "cooks" avoid all personal incidence with other servers, and pick up my jack, tip out, and leave. wait to breathe. wait for warmer weather. wait till i can ride mt bike.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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