Listo H. Bedlam (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} basalisk) wrote,@ 2003-09-27 14:07:00 |
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Creme Fool-A. The idiot gets more good luck.
Well, well, well;
All of the "Good luck to ya's and 'prost' stuff" ya'all posted to me musta worked.
I got off the library internet, turned mah phone back on, and...Wham! I got a job. Prep-cook, dishwasher, host, swiss-army knife.
oooh yeah.
Haven't had one of this in 2? months. Part time, that's fine. Would you like to try our catch of the day, sir? yes?
I'd place it as a 4 (1,2,3,FOUR) star restaurant. I show up for first night. Say howdy-do. Me and another new guy get the ropes shown unto us, then we help get a meal for five cooked.
then we eat it.
then they give me a glass of red wine; that's, before working.
Lamb, venison, and beef cuts. All free range meat. An apple soup (i raised an eyebrow, it rocked), rice, a sample of the 3 main sauces; a champagne white sauce, a game sauce with juniper berry, and a brown sauce that had a neat name I can't remember.
"We'll feed you like this every day you work. If you don't work that day, you get great discounts."
are my pants sticky? yes, yes they are.
Toward the end of the shift, boss man says, "Like a beer?"
sure.
He brings me a bottle of German beer, and we wash up plates and he tells me how to cook some shit. Explains and makes extra, for sampling, of Everything. "I want you to know what we're cooking. So, eat some of this extra we made."
Had my interview at Starbucks today; I believe it went very well. We'll see. Was supposed to have an interview at a bar yesterday...i wrote down the wrong fuckin' time, thought i got there early. Nope. 1 1/2 hours late.
"Like to call the boss to schedule another one?"
-No. that's okay. gotta be going now. fuck.
Other than that, bartenders know what I drink at 3 bars, and I started reading, "The Life and Opinions of the Tomcat Murr", by E.T.A. Hoffmann. Funny as shit. Our staff pick!
Thank you all for saying Bully That.
Well, well, well;
All of the "Good luck to ya's and 'prost' stuff" ya'all posted to me musta worked.
I got off the library internet, turned mah phone back on, and...Wham! I got a job. Prep-cook, dishwasher, host, swiss-army knife.
oooh yeah.
Haven't had one of this in 2? months. Part time, that's fine. Would you like to try our catch of the day, sir? yes?
I'd place it as a 4 (1,2,3,FOUR) star restaurant. I show up for first night. Say howdy-do. Me and another new guy get the ropes shown unto us, then we help get a meal for five cooked.
then we eat it.
then they give me a glass of red wine; that's, before working.
Lamb, venison, and beef cuts. All free range meat. An apple soup (i raised an eyebrow, it rocked), rice, a sample of the 3 main sauces; a champagne white sauce, a game sauce with juniper berry, and a brown sauce that had a neat name I can't remember.
"We'll feed you like this every day you work. If you don't work that day, you get great discounts."
are my pants sticky? yes, yes they are.
Toward the end of the shift, boss man says, "Like a beer?"
sure.
He brings me a bottle of German beer, and we wash up plates and he tells me how to cook some shit. Explains and makes extra, for sampling, of Everything. "I want you to know what we're cooking. So, eat some of this extra we made."
Had my interview at Starbucks today; I believe it went very well. We'll see. Was supposed to have an interview at a bar yesterday...i wrote down the wrong fuckin' time, thought i got there early. Nope. 1 1/2 hours late.
"Like to call the boss to schedule another one?"
-No. that's okay. gotta be going now. fuck.
Other than that, bartenders know what I drink at 3 bars, and I started reading, "The Life and Opinions of the Tomcat Murr", by E.T.A. Hoffmann. Funny as shit. Our staff pick!
Thank you all for saying Bully That.
