Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I'm going to petition for a shift drink.

I really needed one tonight.
We had two graduations, three servers, and a whole bunch of assholes. I feel like recalling it all will just be more exhausting and make me angry all over again, so I'll save it for another day and write about what I originally intended to - pranks.

Pranks in the workplace are always funny. There are the classics, like putting salt in someone's coffee or convincing the new guy they have to do a whole bunch of extra work. We convinced a new(ish) girl who covered someone's shift that she wasn't allowed to do certain things on Tuesdays, and she had to do everything exactly as the person who she was covering for - like getting us water ice across the street or ordering a liverwurst and onion sandwich for dinner. She was a great sport about it, and ribbed us right back.

Some of the good stories I've heard include an older lady who was at the diner for years before moving on. The girl who trained me used to tie her apron in knots every day when she wasn't looking so she couldn't get it off. One day, the bus boys filled her car with to-go boxes, mops, anything they could find. She ran through the kitchen holding the mop trying to find them, and they ran out the other door and put another mop in her car! They must have gone in circles three times before she caught them. Imagine a pack-a-day voice coming out of a little old lady calling them cocksucking motherfuckers.

Lately, we've been having fun with a life-like toy lizard. We put it on top of the french fry bag and ordered a sandwich. The poor cook screamed like hell and ran out cursing. Then, we got his roommate to put it on his pillow that night. The best part was he didn't turn on the light for some reason, but woke everyone in the house when he starting screaming bloody murder at 3am when he noticed it.

Anyone care to contribute?

1 comment:

  1. I used to tell trainees to empty the hot water out of the coffee maker. That's right, the one that's hooked up to a water line. An oldy but a goody.

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