Just for the record, I have a new job while on campus. I work in the deli of the college cafeteria. Pretty easy, I make sammiches at dinnertime on the weekends.
Or so one would think, anyway.
Now, if you've ever been to a sandwich shop, you know that pretty much everything you want on your sammich is right in front of you. You can tell me what you want on it as you see it.
Strolling up to the counter belting out "I Wanna Turkey Sandwich!" tells me nothing.
Okay, you want turkey, but on what bread? Any Cheese? Veggies? Sauce? Dressing? My ESP kit's on backorder! I can't read minds!
Or I'll get something like this:
Me: What kind of cheese would you like?
DB: Cheese.
We have 4 kinds of cheese. Pick one.
DB: Uh...the white square.
American. Close enough.
And I have these two guys who don't understand what the word "closed" means. The caf closes at 6:30 on Sunday. After cleaning up, I'm usually gone by 7:15. It's 7:30, and this pair comes out of nowhere and goes "Make us a sandwich." The they get all huffy when I tell them no, I'm going home for the day.
Same pair came up last night and made waffles with the waffle iron at the same time (7:30), delaying everyone from finishing. My boss has no spine and didn't yell at them to leave.
Or so one would think, anyway.
Now, if you've ever been to a sandwich shop, you know that pretty much everything you want on your sammich is right in front of you. You can tell me what you want on it as you see it.
Strolling up to the counter belting out "I Wanna Turkey Sandwich!" tells me nothing.
Okay, you want turkey, but on what bread? Any Cheese? Veggies? Sauce? Dressing? My ESP kit's on backorder! I can't read minds!
Or I'll get something like this:
Me: What kind of cheese would you like?
DB: Cheese.
We have 4 kinds of cheese. Pick one.
DB: Uh...the white square.
American. Close enough.
And I have these two guys who don't understand what the word "closed" means. The caf closes at 6:30 on Sunday. After cleaning up, I'm usually gone by 7:15. It's 7:30, and this pair comes out of nowhere and goes "Make us a sandwich." The they get all huffy when I tell them no, I'm going home for the day.
Same pair came up last night and made waffles with the waffle iron at the same time (7:30), delaying everyone from finishing. My boss has no spine and didn't yell at them to leave.
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