If you see those mini cups of avocado (or guacamole) in the refrigerated section by the produce, just know that they freeze beautifully, and can be thawed whenever you need a bit of smashed avocado in your life. Or on your toast.
Yes, dear!
Brought home a bunch of bread that was juuuust starting to go south - no longer fit for a restaurant to serve to paying customers. But perfectly good rat food.
… plus a brisket taco for myself, that got left off an order by accident & then sat around in the warmer for too long.
Nothing fancy, but hey, free is free!
One of the assistant managers (not crushy-poo, sadly, but a friend of his) told me straight up today that I’m one of the best cashiers, reliable & accurate, and that he doesn’t have to worry about front of house stuff when I’m up there while he’s on managerial duty.
I genuinely appreciated hearing that, and told him so.
I’ve come a long way since I started - literally never worked a fryer before, now I can operate six baskets at once - so a tiny, quiet little part of me was like, “Damn straight! I AM good at my job!”
But it was nice to get external validation.
Someone brought coffee the other day, and leftovers have been in the veg walk-in. I had two cups, not long before leaving (hello, 5 p.m. caffeine! you’re a good idea!!) and will hopefully ride this extra energy enough to accomplish … something.
A couple of rat tubs sorely need to be turned out into fresh bedding.
Or there’s { ugh } the dishes, or { double ugh } the Guv’mint Paperwork Project.
So many fun options! 