week 6 i might have made an enemy?? but i'm so likeable and ...cuddly 9_9 (not really)...and i find myself being like one of the dreaded old people in my old college classes that would always raise their hands and ask questions ...and like the way i used to be i am sure i have made many a classmate's eyes roll but i did get put on chicken bone cleaning duty and student lunch room cleaning duty (which i assure you is two of the more odious aspects of first quarter kitchen duty)...but this week said group leader that put me on chicken duty is in my group...and somehow....i will have my vengence this week (that and she was extremely condescending) and i'm not as strong as i like to think that i am...like when i accidentally dropped a whole mop bucket of dirty water which splashed over half the kitchen and drenched most of me in dirty filthy brackish chicken blood infested waters (which contained some kind of sanitizing fluid but that's small consolation) anywho! i never realized there were so many casual recreational drug users in the class...well...maybe not frequent users (but sometimes i wonder about the guy that's always in my group that is like super spacey --read spaced out-- all the time...more than me which is amazing etc) but when i find myself in the midst of a bunch of youngun's talking about what it's like to be tripped out on ....ectasy? lsd? one of those anyway i've got to raise an eyebrow smoking i can understand (and boy it seems like 50% of the class smokes and they go out for breaks etc) but it just seems like such a horribly silly concept --that and i am an extreme mostly goody two shoes hmmm....what have i learned in week 6? do not snap your fingers at your servers it really really pisses them off being a busser sucks, sucks even more when the person who is supposed to handle your drink area is super slow and you have to do their job for them (although, i supose i should be more forthcoming with requests for help, but gosh they can be so slow and i'm supremely stubborn and have the i can do it by myself because i'm a big girl attitude) ummm....cutting speed is good....make sure you don't stab yourself in the hand and get sent to a hospital (twice) poor boy in our class :\ more helpful hints and clever devices next week/monthish cindy-cindishly |