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Okay, school's been back for about 3 weeks now, and the only reason I haven't posted is because this year's freshman lack originality. It's all the same stuff I posted about last year. Except for a few things, which I shall pen below.
Staying Steady
I've been promoted to "sub"-mini-manager. This means I have more control over the deli this year. I'm my own manager, and only have to answer to the main boss man of the day and the Deli Donna when she comes in on Sundays. This will be fun.
The sub thing? Dude J's play on words because it's the deli. Hardy harr harr.
All in Good.....Taste?
I'm used to odd requests now. Nothing surprises me anymore. You think they can't ask for anything more bizarre, and they surprise you.
But I'm having trouble understanding why people think I can put hot sauce, honey mustard, wasabi, crude oil, etc. on their sammich o' doom. I send them over to the condiment station and tell them if they want it on there they can do it, because I don't have it (also to cover my own ass in case their roast beef/cheddar/hot sauce combo flops.)
Specific...It Ain't an Ocean
(I'd like to mention Firefox didn't spellcheck ain't...)
Okay, freshies. I know this whole deli station thing is foreign to you, but please: don't just walk up and say "Can I have a turkey sandwich?" without telling me anything else. You didn't say what bread you wanted, or if anything else would be going on it. I refuse to play 20 questions with you. And if you can't make up your mind, I'm taking the guy behind you drumming like Lars Ulrich because it sounds like he knows what he'd like.
The "Dieters"
These two girls were funny. They both ordered a rather detailed sandwich, and wanted it on just one piece of bread. And I don't mean an open faced sammich either. I mean they asked me to fold the piece of bread in half so it looked like half a sandwich. Then they got pissy when the bread tore in half because it couldn't hold their Dagwood.
Speaking of which...
The Dagwood
After the Dieters left, the guy behind them asked what took them so long. When I told him what they had me do, he goes "Wha? Are they trying to starve themselves or somethin'?" Then comments on how he likes fuller-figured women better (whether that was directed at me or not I'll never know...I hope not. Eck.).
His sandwich o choice? Two of every meat and cheese we had, all the veggies, mayo and mustard on a bulkie. Thing was almost 10 inches tall by the time I was done.
This will probably be the only time I get both ends of the spectrum at once like that.
I Saw This In a Vidya Game Once
Those of you familiar with the DS puzzler Professor Layton will know this one.
In the first game there's a puzzle which asks you to cut an oddly shaped sandwich so it will fit in a container they show you. I had a student come over and ask me to cut their sandwich in the same manner so they could try it "in real life."
Somehow I pulled it off, which made them happy. I thought people couldn't be that...odd.
In the immortal words of Layton, "Ah. I suppose I thought wrong."
and rest.
Staying Steady
I've been promoted to "sub"-mini-manager. This means I have more control over the deli this year. I'm my own manager, and only have to answer to the main boss man of the day and the Deli Donna when she comes in on Sundays. This will be fun.
The sub thing? Dude J's play on words because it's the deli. Hardy harr harr.
All in Good.....Taste?
I'm used to odd requests now. Nothing surprises me anymore. You think they can't ask for anything more bizarre, and they surprise you.
But I'm having trouble understanding why people think I can put hot sauce, honey mustard, wasabi, crude oil, etc. on their sammich o' doom. I send them over to the condiment station and tell them if they want it on there they can do it, because I don't have it (also to cover my own ass in case their roast beef/cheddar/hot sauce combo flops.)
Specific...It Ain't an Ocean
(I'd like to mention Firefox didn't spellcheck ain't...)
Okay, freshies. I know this whole deli station thing is foreign to you, but please: don't just walk up and say "Can I have a turkey sandwich?" without telling me anything else. You didn't say what bread you wanted, or if anything else would be going on it. I refuse to play 20 questions with you. And if you can't make up your mind, I'm taking the guy behind you drumming like Lars Ulrich because it sounds like he knows what he'd like.
The "Dieters"
These two girls were funny. They both ordered a rather detailed sandwich, and wanted it on just one piece of bread. And I don't mean an open faced sammich either. I mean they asked me to fold the piece of bread in half so it looked like half a sandwich. Then they got pissy when the bread tore in half because it couldn't hold their Dagwood.
Speaking of which...
The Dagwood
After the Dieters left, the guy behind them asked what took them so long. When I told him what they had me do, he goes "Wha? Are they trying to starve themselves or somethin'?" Then comments on how he likes fuller-figured women better (whether that was directed at me or not I'll never know...I hope not. Eck.).
His sandwich o choice? Two of every meat and cheese we had, all the veggies, mayo and mustard on a bulkie. Thing was almost 10 inches tall by the time I was done.
This will probably be the only time I get both ends of the spectrum at once like that.
I Saw This In a Vidya Game Once
Those of you familiar with the DS puzzler Professor Layton will know this one.
In the first game there's a puzzle which asks you to cut an oddly shaped sandwich so it will fit in a container they show you. I had a student come over and ask me to cut their sandwich in the same manner so they could try it "in real life."
Somehow I pulled it off, which made them happy. I thought people couldn't be that...odd.
In the immortal words of Layton, "Ah. I suppose I thought wrong."
and rest.
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