ANOTHER ASIDE:

1 YOUNG LADY IN THE PUBLIC HOUSE IS A DEAF MUTE.

well, sometimes she jumps up & down and wails' or grunts or shrieks

(i asked: is this your impersonation of courage the cowardly dog?)

another time i said

"sorry, i never studied that non-language"

(god love her) ((do not care what he thinks of me))

i helped train her. if there was ever an example of a teacher failing to communicate some of the very basics

(ie: work clean, clean as you go, food safety, cross contamination,if you empty it -fill it)

she's a whirl-wind. there is more food on the floor than on the plate when we get busy...
i call her hurricane helen ( i am good but i aint no anne sullivan)

please put her at the other end of the cooking line. thank you.

((of course-1 order called that i prepare parmesan encrusted chicken breast for a salad that she would complete.
i walked the chicken to the other end of the line and placed on her table. 2 minutes later she's barking and jumping
in my work station))

"It's On Your Work Table. i thought you were deaf, not blind!"

(funny how when you yell at the hearing impaired they become better lip readers).



((dramatic pause))




Last year we had a cook with let's say a hyperactivity "problem"

clanging knives as if they were drum sticks
howling into the kitchen microphone

i could not take it anymore.

"i think hurricane helen just signed me and said shut up you are giving her a fucking head ache!"

he took offense

PS: he's not with us anymore.

(go figure)

PSS: a few weeks after... after the rush

a hush...

i said to g.m.

(silence is golden)

"that's the sound of no more shaggy"