mayo donut and exercises in passive agressiveness

I worked twelve hours on Easter this year, but it felt like roughly 12 years after all my buddies left for the night.  

Cam brought donuts in for the staff, which was nice.  Some of these donuts looked like filled donuts but were not filled, so one of them got filled with mayo and then some angel-faced deviant from the front of the house gave it to a bartender.  He ate the whole thing and then peaked his head into the kitchen... "Was there something weird about that donut?"

An unnamed person-in-charge told Shady to keep the meat steamwell at 100 degrees.  For those of you who may not know, 40-135 degrees is the perfect temperature for breeding bacteria, also known as the Danger Zone®.  Luckily Shady doesn't do stupid shit even if she's told to.

In other passive aggressive news, I've had enough of finding shit without labels and dates.




(Okay, so I called Sassy out with this one.  Sorry, Sassy.  Label your shit xoxo)


We were told by our newest coworker that he was warned in his interview with Cam about a foul-mouthed girl who might make him uncomfortable, so he needs to be okay with kitchen talk.  So now we've been trying to figure out which one of us he was talking about.

Happy day after Easter nerds

-Otto

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