graduation, part 2.
man, am i glad this strange day is over.
i went in at 10 am and just got home, past 11 pm. our soda machine was not really fixed but not completely broken either. the compressor is not running properly and was very hot. when they overheat they usually stop working and then we’d have no sodas, so we took the cover off the pepsi machine, and put bagged ice on the compressor all day, trying to get it to last another day. we had to change out that bag of ice many times, as you might imagine.
the ATM stopped working early on. here it is graduation, all these people from out of town that don’t know we’re cash only, and the ATM stops working. the guy who owns the machine is out of town and he tries to help me get it working over the phone. i spent at least 45 minutes in front of that thing, to no avail. an hour later, someone showed up and got it working, seems the phone jack was just loose.
the cuisinart that we mince garlic in decided to shoot out sparks and blow a fuse. luckily, i had bought another cuisinart, a back-up, at a thrift store months ago and was able to pull that on out and use it.
during what should have been the busiest part of our day, around 6:30 pm, it started raining pretty hard. i think this deterred folks because of our long waits and outside tables, so we ended up being quite slow, which wouldn’t have bothered me one bit if it weren’t for the fact that i had hired an excellent out of town musician, ronny elliot, to drive up from tampa to play for the masses. well, there weren’t any masses. i think 30 minutes was the most the wait was tonight. tuesday night was busier with an hour wait. murphy’s law i guess.
but as for the pizzas, they all were pretty perfect. we did have a calzone go to the wrong table AGAIN, the third or fourth time this week. very depressing. and one lady told our hostess she wanted 3 deep dishes and and the hostess forgot to tell us in the kitchen, so when the party came back to eat 3 hours later there were none to be had and we looked pretty stupid. but i forgave the hostess about 5 minutes ago because i am so glad to be home and done with that craziness.
my favorite part of the day was when i just stopped everything else i was doing and washed dishes like a madman for about 45 minutes. it reminded me of the years i washed dishes and how satisfying it is to me to have so much to do and the challenge to catch up and have my area clean and perfect. i was reminded of how much i love washing dishes in a busy restaurant.
i’d tell you more, like about the abdominator, the daquiris g was making, or about how playing house music in the kitchen is a zen experience, but i’m too wiped out. i’ll save all that for another day.
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