Woah inspection.
The day started with me waking up nice and early at six o' freaking clock. I was as tired as a mexican landscaper after 12 hours of nonstop work the entire day. I then had my father (was it my mother?) drive me to work.
Well, of course, the busiest sunday of the season we have an inspection at work. It was a "surprise" inspection in that the owners and general manager knew she was coming, but not exactly which date. Well, today, she came when I had about an hour and a half or so of work remaining. Beforehand, (shift was 8 to 3) I had to do truck, which is unloading a truck and putting all the craptacular food into the storage and such. I worked with this awesome hispanic named Javier in doing the truck. Anyways, I was doing a decent job with working, when suddenly BLAM the inspector walks in. The owners were called in and they rushed to the scene. Turns out she started to inspect the front counter (which I was on) for service times and stuff such as if we smiled like a gay man at Chaminade or asked constantly for large or if they wanted sauce with their nuggets.
Well, I am doing a kickass job of serving people. Nice and fast, and friendly. Suddenly, she comes to my register and asks for a number one (big mac). I ask her if she would like Medium or Large. She goes with the medium. I ask what drink she would like with her meal. She says coke. Out of nowhere, I suddenly notice the owners converging on me. EVERYONE was helping me. ("Hells yeah, they can't blame me!")The drink and the big mac were served with the rapidity of a flying monkey, and the general manager made a "special" batch of fresh fries for her. Yarr, I must say I did a pretty good job.
Anyways, the rest of the time was spent serving people with that same flaming smile. And with the same inquisical questions. Yeah, I rock.
I come home, and talk to John a little bit online. I then went to the Religion Function at St. Ignatius Parish. My father played Clarinet. There was no cantor so the organist sang. He has a slightly nasal voice. My family decided to go to Applebees. Win! Ah, but alas, I forgot my hoodie at work so I was freezing my ass off the entire time out.
Well, It was quite an exciting day for me.
I hope someone actually spends the time to read that. My fingers are cold. I suck at typing right now.
Well, of course, the busiest sunday of the season we have an inspection at work. It was a "surprise" inspection in that the owners and general manager knew she was coming, but not exactly which date. Well, today, she came when I had about an hour and a half or so of work remaining. Beforehand, (shift was 8 to 3) I had to do truck, which is unloading a truck and putting all the craptacular food into the storage and such. I worked with this awesome hispanic named Javier in doing the truck. Anyways, I was doing a decent job with working, when suddenly BLAM the inspector walks in. The owners were called in and they rushed to the scene. Turns out she started to inspect the front counter (which I was on) for service times and stuff such as if we smiled like a gay man at Chaminade or asked constantly for large or if they wanted sauce with their nuggets.
Well, I am doing a kickass job of serving people. Nice and fast, and friendly. Suddenly, she comes to my register and asks for a number one (big mac). I ask her if she would like Medium or Large. She goes with the medium. I ask what drink she would like with her meal. She says coke. Out of nowhere, I suddenly notice the owners converging on me. EVERYONE was helping me. ("Hells yeah, they can't blame me!")The drink and the big mac were served with the rapidity of a flying monkey, and the general manager made a "special" batch of fresh fries for her. Yarr, I must say I did a pretty good job.
Anyways, the rest of the time was spent serving people with that same flaming smile. And with the same inquisical questions. Yeah, I rock.
I come home, and talk to John a little bit online. I then went to the Religion Function at St. Ignatius Parish. My father played Clarinet. There was no cantor so the organist sang. He has a slightly nasal voice. My family decided to go to Applebees. Win! Ah, but alas, I forgot my hoodie at work so I was freezing my ass off the entire time out.
Well, It was quite an exciting day for me.
I hope someone actually spends the time to read that. My fingers are cold. I suck at typing right now.