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Jul. 27th, 2005 03:28 amThe past few days, we've been training a n00b closer at work. Luckily, Reta's been training her, which means she'll be trained properly. Even though I close grill virtually every night I close, I still haven't been properly trained at closing it. (That n00b grill guy can't clean grill worth shit, either. If I'd caught it soon enough, I'd have water cleaned it to ensure that I got rid of all the grill cleaner he left on it.) Anyway, with Reta and/or Jeff training the n00b closer, she should be a killer closer.
Out of all the crew I've worked with, Jeff and Reta are about the only ones I can stand to work with. Well...I can't say anything about most of the front counter/drive-thru people, as I don't interact with them much. Anyway, back to the rest of the crew. Perhaps it's because I'm dealing with older closers, but we get the same (or more) work done in less time than on the weekend when they have mostly younger crew closing. All of the closers I've worked with since Sunday have been 18+ (Jeff, Reta, Christy, and the n00b). We joke and stuff, but we still put the emphasis on getting stuff done. Is there a magical line at 18 that makes people stop screwing around and actually work, or are we (the closers I mentioned and myself) just good workers?
Apparently, there were 2 girls missing in the area last night. Some woman came and talked to Christy about them. Anyway, Christy went out to use the bathroom (we don't have our own, so we bum bathroom services from the attached gas station), and some guy scared her. She thought he might have abducted the girls, as he was staring at her and had 2 girls in tow. Well, Christy comes back and yells, "Mama, this guy scared me!" (Everyone calls Reta "mama.") Well, Reta went out and talked to the guy, who was a camp counselor (or something along those lines) who was also looking for the girls. Hell, if some guy was creeping me out, I'd want Reta to talk to him, too. If anything violent were to happen, she could hold her own against most guys.
That 4-hour limit we have on keeping apple/cherry pies at work is quite useless. I'm eating some apple pies that shoud've been tossed Monday at 2100 that I brought home after closing that night that are still great, only needing a slight nuking in the microwave to warm them up.
Out of all the crew I've worked with, Jeff and Reta are about the only ones I can stand to work with. Well...I can't say anything about most of the front counter/drive-thru people, as I don't interact with them much. Anyway, back to the rest of the crew. Perhaps it's because I'm dealing with older closers, but we get the same (or more) work done in less time than on the weekend when they have mostly younger crew closing. All of the closers I've worked with since Sunday have been 18+ (Jeff, Reta, Christy, and the n00b). We joke and stuff, but we still put the emphasis on getting stuff done. Is there a magical line at 18 that makes people stop screwing around and actually work, or are we (the closers I mentioned and myself) just good workers?
Apparently, there were 2 girls missing in the area last night. Some woman came and talked to Christy about them. Anyway, Christy went out to use the bathroom (we don't have our own, so we bum bathroom services from the attached gas station), and some guy scared her. She thought he might have abducted the girls, as he was staring at her and had 2 girls in tow. Well, Christy comes back and yells, "Mama, this guy scared me!" (Everyone calls Reta "mama.") Well, Reta went out and talked to the guy, who was a camp counselor (or something along those lines) who was also looking for the girls. Hell, if some guy was creeping me out, I'd want Reta to talk to him, too. If anything violent were to happen, she could hold her own against most guys.
That 4-hour limit we have on keeping apple/cherry pies at work is quite useless. I'm eating some apple pies that shoud've been tossed Monday at 2100 that I brought home after closing that night that are still great, only needing a slight nuking in the microwave to warm them up.