Notes from an actual report.
By the time I entered the room he
was pulling each strand of spaghetti out of the bowl, rinsing it under the
faucet and laying it side-by-side with the strands he had already rinsed.
My initial thought was that he
didn’t like the sauce that was on the spaghetti, therefore he was rinsing it
off. No one else in the kitchen was
questioning it, so I let it go.
The next employee I encountered
was sitting at a long table sorting letters.
This time I had to ask. “What are
you doing?” She looked up at me and said
she was told to grade the cheese and was just sorting out the various letters
before she got started.
From where I was standing, I
could see legs sticking out from under the sink. I thought, good – they’re cleaning out the
trap. I walked over and asked how it was
going. “Just adding fresh cheese,” Apparently
it wasn’t the grease trap he was cleaning.
1 comment:
I sure hope you did not stay for lunch!
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