Parking lot woes

The restaurant has a lame parking lot.  It's lame because it's conastantly driven over with semi's and people who insist on dragging around boats and trailers all over it.  So, it's not very stable.  Dirt collects over time from the wind and one day my friend Monica and I decided to move that dirt.

Problem; the wheel barrow had a flat.  Solution; do it anyway.

Problem; the second Monica put the last shovel full of dirt on top, it toppled over.

Good job, Mon.  You made a mess.

The pie!

Back in December I killed an innocent pumpkin pie.  I swear it was not my fault.  I had had a migraine the night before and had taken some pretty awesome pain killers that made me awesome the next morning... and during my shift.  I ended up shoving a tray of salads in to a slot that it didn't fit in to... and I basically squished the pie against the wall.

Poor dear.  We flattened it out, covered it in whipped cream, and served that sucker.  ;)

Scary, scary thing.

Recently the restaurant put in automatic towel dispensers.  I'm still not used to them.  One night I leaned over to change the liner in the trash and a towel shot out at me.  I nearly hit my head on the sink it scared me so bad.  I ran to my husband and told him what happened.  He laughed for the rest of the evening.  That's love, ladies and gentlemen.  :P

Back!

OH my gosh I'm coming  BACK in to the blogging picture.

What's new?  Well, Mark and I still clean the restaurant every night and I always end up finding the most ridiculous things.  Um... recently I came across a used catheter.  OH MY LAND I was royally grossed out.

Ew.

There are some things I will not post a picture of when I talk about it. One of those things is fecies. EEEEEEEW.

A few nights ago I encountered a disgusting puddle of pee on the floor of the men's room. Also scattered around were a bunch of paper towels. The smell was awful. I ran from the room and breathed a sigh of relief. I donned my mask and gloves and went to work flooding the bathroom with disinfectant.

GROSS.

GROSS.

GROSS.

Ten Bucks

Sometimes I go to work and make no money at all. I hate slow days.
One day I left work... and I found ten bucks in the bushes!!!!!!!!!!

There, I fixed it.

The other day I served a table that had two little boys. One of the kids had a little cut on his knee that had opened up again. He was sitting in his chair being sad and holding a napkin on his cut. I smiled sweetly and asked if he wanted a band-aid. He shyly knodded.

Interestingly... I bought Marvel Comic Super Hero band-aids at the dollar store. We only had two left... Captain America! That kid was so excited. Turned out he needed three, though. I grabbed the other box of band-aids and let him choose his favorite color. He was so excited. He picked blue. His little brother felt left out, so I let him choose one too.

When I went to clean up their table after they left, I found a blue band-aid on the back of a chair. Hee hee. Children.

My husband

I just gotta show off my cute husband. Here is he vacuuming the middle room at the restaurant. He does the vacuuming, I do the mopping. We're cool.

Popcorn

One day I went to work feeling in the mood for popcorn. I bought a small box of the stuff to take with me and to share with everyone.

Too bad I wasn't used to the microwave... I burned a hole in the bag and burned half the popcorn. It smelled wonderful. :P I had to throw the whole bag in the sink 'cause it was smoking like crazy.

Cocktail Sadness

*sigh* Turn my back for one moment and it takes a flying leap off the counter.