Rules of the Kitchen
Seems like we've got a lot of new people around here. If I haven't introduced myself to you yet, I'm Rube, and I run the kitchen. I oversee breakfast and lunch, and as far as I know, Henry West is still doing dinner shift.
Let's get a few things straight:
I will not spit in your food, and you will behave yourselves in the dining room.
Clean up after yourselves.
There's a snack table out during the day if you can't wait for mealtime to roll around. Do not come into the kitchen and cook crap without asking either myself or West. That food is carefully rationed.
Now, this is important: all wardens have a key to the walk-in refrigerator, which, some of you may have noticed by now if you've attempted to have a midnight snack, has a lock on it. This is thanks to some juicer who stole and ate almost 200 eggs in two days. If I catch some fuck abusing the privilege of having a key, I will take away all the keys, tell everyone why, and help hold you down while everyone takes turns sucker-punching you in the groin.
If you don't have a key yet, see me.
If you can follow the rules, we'll get along fine. If you can't, you can find somewhere else to eat. Good luck with that. Last place we put in to port, the indigenous food made people nutty.
Private to JD
You've been pretty quiet. You up to no good?
Let's get a few things straight:
I will not spit in your food, and you will behave yourselves in the dining room.
Clean up after yourselves.
There's a snack table out during the day if you can't wait for mealtime to roll around. Do not come into the kitchen and cook crap without asking either myself or West. That food is carefully rationed.
Now, this is important: all wardens have a key to the walk-in refrigerator, which, some of you may have noticed by now if you've attempted to have a midnight snack, has a lock on it. This is thanks to some juicer who stole and ate almost 200 eggs in two days. If I catch some fuck abusing the privilege of having a key, I will take away all the keys, tell everyone why, and help hold you down while everyone takes turns sucker-punching you in the groin.
If you don't have a key yet, see me.
If you can follow the rules, we'll get along fine. If you can't, you can find somewhere else to eat. Good luck with that. Last place we put in to port, the indigenous food made people nutty.
Private to JD
You've been pretty quiet. You up to no good?