Many of you are now familiar with my less than infamous adventures at the grill downstairs from my job, so here's the latest installment (warning: it's hella brief). Figured I'd add that disclaimer before I get folks amped like I did in my spiderman keychain story back on April 2nd.
I think the folks downstairs are into hazing folks, man. Peep, I'm still the same Lee from a couple of month's ago, yet I now get the 4 star treatment at this 3 star grill. I mean, all I did was remain cordial. I don't believe in badmouthing folks in service positions (waiters, cooks, janitor's), not only are they undervalued and underpaid, they make our life easier when they actually perform properly; not to mention they can make your life hell, and you may never even know. Even if you did, they probably have it so you can't do shit about it. That, and motherfuckers are human, you piss folks off enough, a lot of 'em will do foul shit. Some will do so for no reason at all...so you don't want to "inspire" them. Heaven forbid you piss off the cook who habitually spits in the food...what could s/he cook up special just for you that you'll never taste but suffer from later???
Anyways, back to my hazing theory...(sheesh what a disjointed tangent). As if you don't know I do those from time to time (tangents, that is). Oops, doing it again. Okay, seriously this time...
Now, I canm walk into the same grill and get an egg and cheese croissant five minutes after or come in at 3:00 and still get a hot sandwhich, yet, they will turn other folks away. Point in case, I just got my usual, and as I got my sandwhich off the grill this young lady ,b>attempted to order a hamburger, ain't even ask for no cheese. That shit is 50¢ extra. Why they tell her the grill was off. How the hell I get a hot sandwhich then, magic? I wanted to say something, but felt as if I would be breaking some unsaid oath. I have been through their valley of death, I am initiated...I can't let the wayward souls know of the other side. They must earn it as I have. 'Sides, they might start actin' funny towards me again. Hey, I'm already "in" so hopefully she will be welcomed to the other side where they actually get a smile when they come in the door instead of the suspicious scowl I used to receive. Who knows...