Honestly, as long as I've had to deal with people, I've never honestly seen it until today. Though this is rather short, its just icky.
You see, on the buffet, our pizzas are to be taken from pans, to your plate or whatnot, by the spatula. Not your hand, not your momy's hand, but the spatula. They're hard to miss, and less hard to use.
So, when you:
Grab the middle (of three) slice of pizza with the spatula, and hold the other two pieces down with your hands, please don't act so surprised when you see my look of abject terror (of gross germs) and horror ( ..shudder).
Then, you shimmy that middle piece up, set it on your plate. You grab the first slice and put it on your plate. You man-handle that last slice like you're paid to, and then leave it.
...at any rate, I grabbed that pan off of the buffet like it was money.
I put a new pizza in, and when I looked up at the front, there she was. Making that awful face at me.
I could do nothing but laugh, though every time she went to the buffet, someone else was there watching those grabbers.
Just... ugh.
You see, on the buffet, our pizzas are to be taken from pans, to your plate or whatnot, by the spatula. Not your hand, not your momy's hand, but the spatula. They're hard to miss, and less hard to use.
So, when you:
Grab the middle (of three) slice of pizza with the spatula, and hold the other two pieces down with your hands, please don't act so surprised when you see my look of abject terror (of gross germs) and horror ( ..shudder).
Then, you shimmy that middle piece up, set it on your plate. You grab the first slice and put it on your plate. You man-handle that last slice like you're paid to, and then leave it.
...at any rate, I grabbed that pan off of the buffet like it was money.
I put a new pizza in, and when I looked up at the front, there she was. Making that awful face at me.
I could do nothing but laugh, though every time she went to the buffet, someone else was there watching those grabbers.
Just... ugh.
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