My nose has been elevated
the house red?if you must sir....
This current down time in restaurant based activities, cleaning aside, leaves me with little or nothing to blog about. I know you are all waiting with baited breath for the result of my counting the tiles, both floor and ceiling, but you shall wait. That shall be a dear diary day.
There aren't enough guests to shake a wine list at so my days are filled with small talk with cooker jockeys, the most recent discussion being, "Is the head chef allowed to talk to us like that?" The answer is of course no. But the kitchen is the place that EU directives and employment law forgot. So when the head chef calls you horrible names and belittles you in front of the rest of the crew what you gonna do? Who you gonna call? Ghostbusters? I don't think so. You just have to remember to wear clean whites next Sunday...
There aren't enough guests to shake a wine list at so my days are filled with small talk with cooker jockeys, the most recent discussion being, "Is the head chef allowed to talk to us like that?" The answer is of course no. But the kitchen is the place that EU directives and employment law forgot. So when the head chef calls you horrible names and belittles you in front of the rest of the crew what you gonna do? Who you gonna call? Ghostbusters? I don't think so. You just have to remember to wear clean whites next Sunday...
In other news I passed my wine exam! Yippee! I got [cough cough] percent, which was pleasing. Funnily enough The Princess and I got the exact same score. How odd. Wish I'd been sitting beside the glorious leader's brother as he got a merit score. Being a twin the glorious leader is somewhat upset about this as he didn't score a merit. We had all been waiting for our results to arrive in the post, but it turns out we were supposed to contact the college to get them. All those anxious mornings waiting for the postman to arrive were for nowt. Now I can pontificate with confidence, I can correct people, and I can become an absolute wine snob. Another dream realised folks! I can feel my nose moving a little further upwards. That's what the world needs, more snooty waiters! All I need now are some customers so I can put my new found snobbery knowledge into practice.
I've joined a new Social Networking site called FOHBOH. Now up until now I had avoided such things like the plague. I said no to Bebo, Myspace, and Facebook. No offense but they are a little strange. Seriously how odd/creepy is Bebo? But FOHBOH is a social network for restaurant professionals. It's early days but if you are interested in joining just click.....
I've joined a new Social Networking site called FOHBOH. Now up until now I had avoided such things like the plague. I said no to Bebo, Myspace, and Facebook. No offense but they are a little strange. Seriously how odd/creepy is Bebo? But FOHBOH is a social network for restaurant professionals. It's early days but if you are interested in joining just click.....
shameless whoring? moi?
