Jul 09, 2005 15:05
The sun rises and falls more quickly than hands ticking on a clock. the real day begins at midnight and ends at 4:00 am. Its a shame the moon doesn't bring out as much color as the sun does.
I began working at Steve's Pizza, Pasta and stuff in woodland about a week ago. Busing tables for 3 hours the first day. not bad. Amazed at how much some people can eat. Would you be creeped out if you saw a busboy eating the leftovers on a table? i mean, look, its perfectly understandable. Its not as dirty as you might think it is. no, i'm not saying i do it. ITs just that sometimes people leave whole pieces of pizza on their dishes. Its not like its old pizza either, they just ordered it! I mean, its easier to eat than clean up, right?
There is this guy who delivers for them. His name is Uncle Dave and he is a technician for the dump by day, steve's finest pizza boy by night. he's been working there since they opened, way back in the 80's. Somebody told me how long he was working there, but i asked him anyway. He seemed to kind of brush off the question. Whatever. He is a nice guy though, i had to shadow him. At least 5 deliveries, he would say "i've been delivering pizzas to these people for years now". He knows who tips and who doesn't. We aren't allowed to have any facial hair, but Uncle Dave has a full beard and long hair.
Folding pizza boxes is therapeutic. If only we could smoke cigarettes in the kitchen! the job would be perfect!