A waitress I once worked with was not very bright. If she saw spots on a glass in the dish room, she would spit on her finger and rub them off, then shine the glass on her sweaty work shirt. The worst part is that she saw nothing wrong with that practice until one day....
a customer complained about a spotty glass. She did her spit/shine routine right at their table and put the glass back down at the place setting. She didn't understand why the customer was so freaked out, and insisted it was no big deal because her "mother used to do that all the time at home". The manager got called over, and she was fired immediately.
Is it weird that this post make me a little sad? Just the fact that she didn't understand the problem kinda depresses me.
Or maybe it's just PMS.
Time for chocolate and a weepy Lifetime movie. Oooooooh, and potato chips. Okay, gotta go!
Your dishwasher at work apparently sucks, Sweetie99!
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