Random Thought Thread

After my paper route (age 11-14), I was briefly a 'pin chaser' at the local 5 pin bowling alley. This was the days of bright white lights and pencil and paper scoring. I was allowed unlimited soda and on my first day I would fill my cup every time I got back from running to unjam the machines. Pretty soon I noticed I was shaking from all the caffeine.
 
On my first day on the job at Shite in the Box, the head "chef" pinned me up against a wall by my neck with a butcher knife in his hand, and said, "Do you want my job? Do you!?"

I said, "No sir. I just want to make sure the salad bar remains stocked at all times."

He wasn't quite sure what to make of that answer. And he didn't know me well enough to know I was being a total smartass, so he grunted and let me go, convinced I understood the social order of things.
 
On an unrelated note, any of you that use LastPass as your password manager may want to consider migrating to an alternative. (You can export the data easily.) They have had some issues with both vulnerability to breaches, and lack of being straightforward about the implications.

There's plenty of info out there in the media about the current issues.
 
The pizza delivery drivers are just normal people driving around in their cars. Some people are gross people. Some people don't wash their hands after they use the bathroom. Some people pick their nose. You've got these pizza delivery drivers driving around in their ride, smoking cigarettes, cleaning their ears with their pinkies, and otherwise being disgusting human beings.



As a rule, the drivers are not allowed to touch the food. But, if they're waiting on a pizza to fill their route and it hasn't been cut yet they can scoop it into the box and cut it without technically touching the food. They're not supposed to, but it's common.

There's a jar of pepperoncini peppers on the cut line. They start off the night in a fresh clear brine the color of mountain dew. As the night goes on, and the drivers are sticking their hand in there and pulling out some peppers and then squeezing the brine into the jar before dropping the peppers into the box, their hands get cleaner and the brine gets cloudy and gray. The last few peppers are swimming in a brine that looks quite a bit different than it started.

Don't eat the pepperoncinis.
Oops. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger? Or a mutant?
 
I delivered newspapers on my bicycle when I was 12, we had epic rubber band fights while riding our bikes. Started working at Burger King when I was 14. I saw guys drop frozen patties on the greasy floor, pick them up and throw them on the broiler. I guess the flames killed the bacteria. We use to fry everything in the same pork lard, including apple pies, fish, and fries. This was in 1976. 😁
 
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During high school I worked at a local Kentucky Fried Chicken. Never did or never will eat their chicken due to the lasting memories of how terrible the grease traps smelled when they were being cleaned. I'm sure we've all heard stories about servers spitting in people's food. At this store there was a dude who used to get his kicks by taking raw chicken pieces back into the mens room where he would place them in the urinal and give them a healthy sprinkle of The Colonel's Secret Spices. He would then fry them up and put them on the serving rack for public consumption.

Had a similar experience working my first real job out of college for the Commercial Division of Calgon Corporation. We won the bid to supply in-place cleaning chemicals to the Anheuser Busch Brewery in Williamsburg, VA. I was onsite to do a demonstration in cleaning the Beechwood Aging Tanks. After the beer was pumped out of the huge tank, an operator cracked open a portal to access the tank and the odor that came out just about knocked me off my feet. We all started gagging & choking it was so bad. To this very day I cannot bring an open can of Budweiser near my face without gagging. The brain stores lasting memories of putrid smells.

Anyone for some Kentucky Fried Chicken and a nice cold Budweiser ?
 
At this store there was a dude who used to get his kicks by taking raw chicken pieces back into the mens room where he would place them in the urinal and give them a healthy sprinkle of The Colonel's Secret Spices. He would then fry them up and put them on the serving rack for public consumption.

I would be okay with ending somebody's life for doing that
 
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I briefly worked in a Pizza Hut. Everything about that place, from how they made the dough, how they made the pizza, and how they handled the food was disgusting. All the toppings that didn't land on the pizza fell through a grate onto a pan and would get scraped into a bucket and then put on pizzas "with everything on it" after a long time in open air and at room temperature. I once saw someone drop a buffalo chicken wing on the ground. The manager rinsed it off and served it. I will not eat at Pizza Hut.

I also worked at a Papa John's. Their mantra about better ingredients and fresh food was totally accurate and true. Food safety was real and the sanctity of food being prepared for people was a religion. Every night, every surface was scrubbed clean, even areas of the restaurant that weren't easily visible. We used sanitizer and a deck scrub throughout the entire restaurant before mopping. I learned how to mop correctly there.

I still eat Papa John's. Except for that pepperoncini pepper they put in the box. I wouldn't eat those.
I've recounted my experiences working at a Pizza Hut before. I'm guessing there might be differences between managers, because I didn't see any of the things you described.

The 'make' table at the one I worked at was a stainless steel counter, not a grate, and we had to clean the kitchen regularly (even in the middle of the day).

Granted, I only worked there for 5 days before quitting, because the manager of the store was a stupid, insufferable ####. 😅 (pretty sure I've previously recounted how I got her in trouble with the Regional Manager/Director for shortchanging customers on pizza ingredients).
 
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