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July 27, 2006
Whomever put the stock away in the cooler had a tough time fitting everything in. Which is understandable. We're full up of Tricking stock, so our regular stock is crammed and tucked in really creative ways.
Famous last words. I needed a jar of the sauce, and instead of going back out of the cooler to get the step stool I figured I could shimmy it onto my fingertips and into my palm. It's a balancing act I perform multiple times a week. Only this time fate took over and shortly after getting the container into my palm it slipped slightly to the left before I could get my other hand on it, and it came splashing down all over the front of me.
Posted by Foodwhore at July 27, 2006 09:03 PM 
Did you laugh tho?? Posted by: Jen at July 27, 2006 09:18 PM I can imagine some choice words coming from the cooler that day. Posted by: Caroline at July 28, 2006 12:04 AM Back before kids, when I still got paid to work, the owners of my restaurant bought me a rubber butchers apron so I could hose off at the end of the day/before I went up front where customers could see me. I don't trust a cook/chef who wears white and stays clean. Posted by: Jan at July 28, 2006 06:29 AM Gravity must be very strong in your neck of the woods! Posted by: Anne at July 28, 2006 08:17 AM LOL - Anne... good one! Posted by: LisaInCT at July 28, 2006 09:24 AM As I once read somewhere, "Gravity will let you down." Posted by: Kevin at July 28, 2006 12:23 PM Hey! I've done that with ranch dressing... I miss the restaurant business Posted by: Leslie at July 28, 2006 01:33 PM Why are you such a downer? Why not just suck up your stupid mistakes at work and get over it? What value is it to you to be writing about it? You can barely construct sentences. People who are not good writers have no business writing and posting their sweaty thoughts. Enough said. Jordie Posted by: Jordana at July 28, 2006 01:36 PM Why post about TFW's posts Jordana? If they're such a waste of time to read, how can you lavish yet more of your precious time on bitching about what a waste of time they are? I'm among the masses that ADORE TFW's posts. We thinks she's the funniest thing since, well, spilled tubs of peanut sauce. Posted by: Juri at July 28, 2006 02:12 PM Jordana: please go somewhere that makes you happy: we like each other here, warts and all. Enough said by YOU. Posted by: Cary at July 28, 2006 05:23 PM Oh look! A troll. Troll soup, anyone? Posted by: HomefrontSix at July 28, 2006 10:10 PM mmm...troll soup is tasty. You have to add things to it, though, because it's quite bland on its own. As for the dropping? Depending on the time of the month, I'm either quite graceful or drop things constantly. Posted by: Kitty at July 28, 2006 10:28 PM so, what can we make with peanut sauce and cheese? maybe put it in the troll soup? Posted by: Tonja at July 29, 2006 07:58 AM Hi! I think your site is EXTREMELY funny. Not the "haha" kind, but "sucks to be you!" kind of funny. =) You like to take things with a grain of salt right? Sarcasm is so great. You continue to make me smile and reminisce on my oh so fun past. Hope you can drop by my site sometime! www.ManjaManja.com Posted by: Janice at July 30, 2006 07:50 PM ah, feeling your pain. this was the week I managed to cut my hand-- twice (once at each job, just to keep things balanced). With the neccesary glove, I was taking "pruney" to new heights in the heat that was last week. Posted by: Stine at July 31, 2006 11:41 AM Oy, god, you sound like a cook I had, but her deal was overflowing the broaster and spilling the 5 gallon buckets of spent oil on fryer cleaning day. Seriously, be careful--we can't have our favorite Food Ho injured. Posted by: Raging Lunatic at August 1, 2006 12:36 AM My parents have spent weeks freezing fruit, vegetables and fish my dad has grown and caught for the winter. They went on vacation last week. They came back today. And they found the freezer door open. Open an inch. You tell the rest. They feel your pain. Posted by: Abby at August 1, 2006 08:28 PM  |