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[Private to the Admiral]
I want 200 Pot Noodles, varying flavours, delivered to the kitchen. If you would. [Pause, as he knows the Admiral's sense of humour.]
In a box or crate or something, not just dumped around the place.
[Private to Laura]
So, what d'you do on your day to yourself? Hope I was right to trust you.
[Kitchen filter]
Nobody touch the Pot Noodles. They're mine.
[Warden filter]
Right. I've had enough. I seriously fucking have. Because do you know how many people are working in the fucking kitchen right now? Two wardens, eleven fucking inmates. Me and Iroh are sharing lunch shift, when doing one is fucking hard enough work. My shift? Has fluctuated between five people cooking for you all, and two. That ain't the fault of people who are ill, or people who get dragged off for fuck knows what like Parker's done twice.
No. Because there's a load of inmates out there not doing much at all. And I bet there's a bunch of you who could supervise that lunch shift, but figure that me and Iroh have got it covered. We've got a real job to do, too, y'know.
So I'm asking for a little help, 'cause truth is, as soon as someone goes missing/gets killed/put in zero, we're doing a shit load of work to stop you all from starving. I want a fucking supervisor for lunch. New guys, I want you to send your inmates my way before you think of anything else. I don't care if they can't cook. I don't care if they're too up their own arses to cook, I'll make it fucking happen.
I am fucking sick of working my ass off with less help than I need. If I don't get any, I'm gonna have to cut the workload.
[Inmate filter]
Guys. Want something to do around here? Come work in the kitchen. It's better than most the other jobs around here, and I do my best to stick up for the folk who work in here. It ain't the easiest job, but it's better than cleaning fucking toilets.
Besides, if you suggest doing a job, it y'know, shows initiative and it's better than being forced to do something by a warden, right?
((ooc: Paddy is just a little pissy. Mainly 'cause Parker isn't here, but also, needs peoples. And yeah, he has a PLAN for those Pot Noodles. SSSH. IT'S A SECRET. and spam-by-my-dudes-is-over.))
I want 200 Pot Noodles, varying flavours, delivered to the kitchen. If you would. [Pause, as he knows the Admiral's sense of humour.]
In a box or crate or something, not just dumped around the place.
[Private to Laura]
So, what d'you do on your day to yourself? Hope I was right to trust you.
[Kitchen filter]
Nobody touch the Pot Noodles. They're mine.
[Warden filter]
Right. I've had enough. I seriously fucking have. Because do you know how many people are working in the fucking kitchen right now? Two wardens, eleven fucking inmates. Me and Iroh are sharing lunch shift, when doing one is fucking hard enough work. My shift? Has fluctuated between five people cooking for you all, and two. That ain't the fault of people who are ill, or people who get dragged off for fuck knows what like Parker's done twice.
No. Because there's a load of inmates out there not doing much at all. And I bet there's a bunch of you who could supervise that lunch shift, but figure that me and Iroh have got it covered. We've got a real job to do, too, y'know.
So I'm asking for a little help, 'cause truth is, as soon as someone goes missing/gets killed/put in zero, we're doing a shit load of work to stop you all from starving. I want a fucking supervisor for lunch. New guys, I want you to send your inmates my way before you think of anything else. I don't care if they can't cook. I don't care if they're too up their own arses to cook, I'll make it fucking happen.
I am fucking sick of working my ass off with less help than I need. If I don't get any, I'm gonna have to cut the workload.
[Inmate filter]
Guys. Want something to do around here? Come work in the kitchen. It's better than most the other jobs around here, and I do my best to stick up for the folk who work in here. It ain't the easiest job, but it's better than cleaning fucking toilets.
Besides, if you suggest doing a job, it y'know, shows initiative and it's better than being forced to do something by a warden, right?
((ooc: Paddy is just a little pissy. Mainly 'cause Parker isn't here, but also, needs peoples. And yeah, he has a PLAN for those Pot Noodles. SSSH. IT'S A SECRET. and spam-by-my-dudes-is-over.))