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Sticky Surprise
This isn't a story about a meal I had but one that I served...I was working at a hotel in the Highlands one afternoon when a party of 30 or so church of scotland grannies turned up for a meal they had supposedly booked. Needless to say I didn't have a clue who the fuck they were but after a bit of a Kerfuffle we agreed that we could feed them. We set them a couple of big tables really quickly and the chef made some sweet and sour chicken. The coffin dodgers were getting pretty grumpy by now knashing their falsers in anticipation of a feed. Finally the food was ready to serve and I took out a plate or three of sweet and sour chicken. As I leant forward to place a plate I inadvertantly tipped some gloopy sweet and sour sauce over on of the more seniour ladies heads. Realising what I had done I did what any good manager would do and carried on serving pretending nothing had happened! I was rumbled after a couple of seconds however when the lady sitting next to my victim spotted some of the offending bright orange sauce on her friends head. At this point the lady said she could feel something warm and sticky running down her neck. I went very red and got lots of disapprovong tuts and glowers. Basicaly we made an arse of the whole thing from start to finish but I take some solice in the fact that I will have given the grannies at the church of scotland something to whinge about till they pop their clogs.
(Mon 1st May 2006, 20:51, More)
Sticky Surprise
This isn't a story about a meal I had but one that I served...I was working at a hotel in the Highlands one afternoon when a party of 30 or so church of scotland grannies turned up for a meal they had supposedly booked. Needless to say I didn't have a clue who the fuck they were but after a bit of a Kerfuffle we agreed that we could feed them. We set them a couple of big tables really quickly and the chef made some sweet and sour chicken. The coffin dodgers were getting pretty grumpy by now knashing their falsers in anticipation of a feed. Finally the food was ready to serve and I took out a plate or three of sweet and sour chicken. As I leant forward to place a plate I inadvertantly tipped some gloopy sweet and sour sauce over on of the more seniour ladies heads. Realising what I had done I did what any good manager would do and carried on serving pretending nothing had happened! I was rumbled after a couple of seconds however when the lady sitting next to my victim spotted some of the offending bright orange sauce on her friends head. At this point the lady said she could feel something warm and sticky running down her neck. I went very red and got lots of disapprovong tuts and glowers. Basicaly we made an arse of the whole thing from start to finish but I take some solice in the fact that I will have given the grannies at the church of scotland something to whinge about till they pop their clogs.
(Mon 1st May 2006, 20:51, More)