The satisfaction of a job well done. Not a bad birthdayday present. I hit the ground running yesterday, and seldom stopped. I turned off the grill, and fryer at ten after four, and was still getting orders at ten after five. my first order of the day was a chef salad (no tomatoes), for the club manager, and golf pro, Matt. Need to get that one right.
I saved my tickets with the idea of listing them here. A written portrait of the bulk of my day. Minus the day to day chores that punctuate, and write fini- Clock out. Miller time. If you find them boring.."Make that to go please!!"
As I was congratulating myself on the speed I'd gotten Matt's salad done John (my boss & executive chef)said. "Matt would be pissed if he knew you weren't wearing gloves when you fixed his salad." Geese Louise. I hate those #@*#*% plastic gloves!! It's like trying to scratch with a baseball glove on. No tactile sense at all. They only give an illusion of sanitation, and I think they promote accidents. Think about it. If I was going to scratch my nose, would wearing that glove stop me? And if I were barehanded I would wash my hands more. How sanitary do you think those gloves are that guy is wearing after half an hour or so? But I digress.
The monkey see monkey do factor at work..A cpuple of the crew saw Matt eatting his salad so..CLUB SALAD-HONEY MUSTARD...CLUB SALAD-BLIEU CHEESE (that one was for Wess, in his "Jethro bowl" sheese!) Then the "Dogfighters" started making the turn at nine, and I got busy. CHEESEBURGER PLAIN&CHIPS-TO GO..SPEC. CHICKEN SANDWICH-PLAIN-CHIPS -TOGO..HOTDOG-TOGO..BURGER-ONION&KET.-CHIPS-TO GO..SPEC. CHEESEBURGER-LET. ONION,KET-MAYO-CHIPS-TO GO..CLUB SAN &FF-TO GO..BURGER-TOM-MAYO-MUST-CHIPS..TACO SALAD..HOTDOG&CRISPY FRIES (That's Larry in the pro shop)..COLD HAM &CHEESE-MUST-PICK-CHIPS-TO GO..SPEC. BURG. EVERYTHING-CHIPS..CLUB-FF & 2 HOTDOGS...
Pant..pant.. I finally got a chance to pee, and get a cup of coffee. With my clean as you go work ethic instilled by my mentor, Jim Smoody, I got to work on the debris left by that group, and restocked for the pool orders, and stray golfers the rest of the day held. Mostly Chicken Tenders & fries (kids). I also got some prep done so John would have a stocked line to start with in the morning..Sliced tomatoes, onions, and deli meats. Clean slicer. Stock kraut, pickles, and am. cheese slices. etc.
"I'm turning the grill, and fryer off!" I told Robin at ten after four. It was time to get my close down routine in gear. Clean the grill. Clean all countertops, and prep tables. Get the trash out. Sweep, and mop...."Order up!!" says Robin...CHICKEN TENDERS &FRIES-CHICKEN TENDERS &FRIES- SPEC. CHEESEBURGER,KET-CHIPS-CLUB,NO MAYO-FF...HOTDOG,ONION-HOTDOG, ONION-CLUB SAN-FF-HOTDOG- HOTDOG..CLUB &FF..CLUB &FF...CLUB &FF...CLUB &FF..Did I mention That I was turning off the grill? Burger, plain-chips-hotdog-chips-burger,plain-chips....I was still getting orders at ten after five. But Everybody was happy. Nobody had to wait for an order..Yeah. It was a good day.
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