(no subject)
So today I got up relatively late, sat around for a while, ate breakfast, then spent like 2 hours looking on IrishLink because I need to change my schedule. Yep, that's right, since I have FINALLY made some sort of decision regarding my future, namely, that I do not want to be an orthodontist, I need to find a class to replace the Biology that was in my schedule for next year. Any suggestions?? I'm still not sure what I'll be taking, but get this, I'm even considering taking another semester of Italian!!! Yes, I know that's shocking, I can hardly believe it myself, that I may actually continue to study the language that earned my most extreme loathing for all of last year. How this happened I really don't know, I guess I just sorta want to learn another language, but feel too lazy to start all over with Spanish or something more practical. I dunno. Also, I didn't end up doing badly in the class, especially second semester was not nearly as horrible as the intensive class first sem. was.
So on a totally unrelated note, the other day at work I burnt my thumb. Did I burn it on the oven, a hot rack, the panini grill, or the toaster?? Umm, no, I burnt it on a bagel, (which did happen to have come out of the toaster). I was getting this bagel out of the toaster, there wasn't anything around to get it with, so I picked it up out of the tray, which was not hot, but I guess the bagel was hotter than I thought . . . So now my right thumb is all red and sore and hurts like crazy.
Also, tonight, this guy comes in, orders 3 tuna sandwiches . . . pretty normal so far, but then says to me, "oh, okay and now I want to create my own sandwich." I'm like, "okaaaaay . . . " and he tells me to ring it up as a garden veggie sandwich, and then to take everything off of it, and add back on lettuce, cucumbers, onions, tomatoes, mayonnaise, balsamic vinegrette, hummus, fetta cheese, and mustard. At this point I'm pretty much gagging, and Jolie and Greg on line (who make the sandwiches) are really confused, but the number one rule at Panera, which trumps all others, is to do anything to make the customers happy. Yep, so this guy got his disgustingly weird sandwich, and hopefully enjoyed it.
So on a totally unrelated note, the other day at work I burnt my thumb. Did I burn it on the oven, a hot rack, the panini grill, or the toaster?? Umm, no, I burnt it on a bagel, (which did happen to have come out of the toaster). I was getting this bagel out of the toaster, there wasn't anything around to get it with, so I picked it up out of the tray, which was not hot, but I guess the bagel was hotter than I thought . . . So now my right thumb is all red and sore and hurts like crazy.
Also, tonight, this guy comes in, orders 3 tuna sandwiches . . . pretty normal so far, but then says to me, "oh, okay and now I want to create my own sandwich." I'm like, "okaaaaay . . . " and he tells me to ring it up as a garden veggie sandwich, and then to take everything off of it, and add back on lettuce, cucumbers, onions, tomatoes, mayonnaise, balsamic vinegrette, hummus, fetta cheese, and mustard. At this point I'm pretty much gagging, and Jolie and Greg on line (who make the sandwiches) are really confused, but the number one rule at Panera, which trumps all others, is to do anything to make the customers happy. Yep, so this guy got his disgustingly weird sandwich, and hopefully enjoyed it.