But … no gravy on your leftovers? 
Well, that’s prolly cuz I didn’t really give details…
He used to be punctual and dressed fairly okay, but for the last several months has been intermittently - and increasingly often - late, and has sometimes had some(times rather significant) B.O. issues. He’s gotta walk roughly 45 min to get to work, but he - not us - hafta take that into account.
He was also abusing the earbud privilege. On the one hand, ALL the younger crew are absolutely terrible about this. On the other hand, we shouldn’t have to yell your name repeatedly to get your attention to ask a simple question, let alone to alert you in a small kitchen full of hot, sharp, and/or quickly-moving things.
He honestly had his good qualities, plus teenagers can spot weaknesses a mile away. I’m sure @nelliebly has some stories from the trenches to back me up on that assertion.
Somewhere, a dominatrix cracked her whip, and then went, “Oh .. uh, nv/m.”
That one can join the party, too. We’ll take all the patron saints we can get!
Ariel has entered the chat. 
I really like your approach towards religion.
Is this kinda like how Europeans and 'Murricans write dates all differently from each other?
BTW, for you folks with wandering critters…
Hahaha. Monkey, you best BEHAVE!
Oh, my goodness. Thank you for letting us know, and I will send some healing thoughts for him towards the stars tonight.
It’s a shitty road to walk, being the one left behind.
RIGHT after Thanksgiving.
That’s also the “all clear” for streaming Christmas carols. { whimper }
No kidding.
S.M. brought in another round of “my mom made too much goulash” and it got pounced on so fast, I didn’t even get any!
That’s okay, they were all closers and needed sustenance. Meanwhile, I was out at 8 p.m. which is RIDICULOUS for a Saturday. Heck, they started breaks around 6 today - sometimes even the early-outs don’t get their breaks started till 8ish if we’re slammed, which puts closers at having “lunch” after 9:30.
But we were really slow today, and I’m starting to suspect the economic grind is starting to bite even our regulars.
Or … or … or EVERYONE but me can show up super-late for their respective shifts. I thought poor S.M. was gonna absolutely lose her shit.
So we had a grindingly slow start to open, as crew gradually hiccupped into the building .. and then once everyone finally put in an appearance, we kept tripping over each other with not much to do.
Worst of both worlds.
On a better note, after 4-and-change years working
, I finally got to use my Dickey BBQ experience!
Kind of!
I’ve set up rib orders, I’ve packaged rib orders, I’ve bagged prepped ribs to go into the
freezer
but tonight, for oddly the first time, I prepped them from start (raw) thru the seasoning process, to be ready for tomorrow’s smoker.
Alternate Manager made an offhand comment about some people being squeamish about raw meat.
I didn’t say “Bless your heart” but the thought was there.