Reasons why I like where I work...
There's this server that we often refer to as Princess. The reason being is that she freaks out when a drop of sauce gets on her fingers. It's pretty funny actually.
Well the other day I'm cleaning the pits. Now this job is disgusting. My work uniforms are in bags outside because they reek so much of grease it's unreal. A raccoon or something tore the bag apart. Gotta soak them in Boiling hot dawn dish soap first then take them the laundromat because my wife freaks out if I wash them at home....
Anyway I'm scrubbing the grills of these things in the three piece sink, and I hear her start to wig out over some sauce getting on her hands.
To which I spin around tilt my head the side and say "Fucking really?" The look of guilt on her face was priceless. But we're cool with each other though.
She knows that if she ever accidently drops something in the trash I'll fish it out for her, and I know she'll scrape her plates even though she it grosses her out.
It's the people I work with that make the job fun.
You don't always get that in the workplace.