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George,
GP> I worked at an A*W Drive-In & had to do things the hard way.
There aren't many of those left. There used to be on in Hot Springs,
Arkansas, but it shut down awhile back. I believe there is still one
in Ravenna, Ohio...as an area ham radio club (of which I'm a member
from afar) has a gathering there every August. I'll mention it again
later in the message.
Now, I'm craving a root beer float. :P
If you're wondering why I'm up at this hour, I was having leg
cramps (not to mention nature called). So, I figured I'd take an
Ibuprofen, and worked at the computer until I could feel it kicking
in.
GP> cracked up when I told them (he's known to be a horny old joker)
When I worked at Burger King for 5 years over 40 years ago (I had
done every position, including in management for a time), my favorite
one was cashier...and the managers trusted me. One time, there was a
stretch of a lot of cash shortages, and the franchise owner thought
there might be some embezzlement going on. So, he set up a polygraph
test for the employees...but they had to sign a statement saying they
weren't being forced to take it. Yet, if they refused, they were fired;
sounds like coercion (sp?) to me.
If they let me count the drawer at the start of the shift, and do
every transaction, then I'd take responsibility for it. But, it never
occured to me that one of the managers was possibly dipping into the
till. Several cash shortages resulted, and I got put on a 2 week
suspension without pay. Well, several days in, I showed up to get
what paycheck I had, and the franchise owner asked where I had been.
I replied "2 week suspension for cash shortages...your directive".
He replied "Consider it cancelled -- I need you". That spoke volumes
to me, as he thought so highly of my character.
But, back to cashier, we'd get some "live ones"...who were "not
the brightest light in the fixture", or "the sharpest knife in the
drawer".
1) One guy wanted a Whopper Junior with cheese, just ketchup only.
I told him "I'll sell you a cheeseburger with ketchup only instead.
It's the same thing, but cheaper". He was adamant..."No, I want
the Whopper Junior with cheese just ketchup only". So, I said "As
you wish". Burger King has 2 sizes of their burgers...the Whopper,
and the smaller version. I still remember one of their original
commercials and slogans from 50 years ago.
2) We'd have folks who would order sexually oriented items, and
I told them "the red light district is downtown". And, that had
a double meaning...for all the stoplights, and where "the world's
oldest profession" took place.
3) We'd have folks who would order items from another restaurant.
I'd say "this is Burger King". Then, I'd tell them that restaurant
is located down the street.
GP> I was good at my job (all the jobs, as often I was the only one taking
GP> orders, cookinfg, & serving, being as teej lasbour is so hit & miss
GP> (brokenm fingernail on Monday -- off work for the week, at least! Don't
GP> ell anybodyt you won't be there, of course -- let that be a surprise as
GP> a rush comers in! *LOL*)
Most folks nowadays want to work from 12 to 1, take an hour off for
lunch, and get a full check. Never mind paying folks more to stay home,
than to come to work...no wonder there's a labor shortage.
This may be "a borderline no-no", but one Bible verse notes "if a man
will not work, he shall not eat". Now, for those who have a physical
disability that prevents them from working a regular job (especially at
40 hours per week), that does not apply. It applies to the lazy, who are
fully able to work, but choose not to.
I was born and raised that "the man is the breadwinner, to provide
for the family". But, one day, my body basically said "you're not going
to do this anymore". And, they keep finding stuff wrong with me...most
recently, atrial flutter. The medication, and cutting out caffeine with
iced tea, candy, chocolate, etc., has stabilized the heart rate and the
blood pressure...but it has aggravated the migraines.
GP> Sure did love that one summer day a year when the classic car club
GP> rolled in with their beautiful cars from the days when style was a
GP> thing that mattered in Detroit(& Windsor, on our side of the 49th)!
That's what the ham radio club deal has in Ravenna, Ohio, at the A&W...
a "cruise-in" with the classic cars. I couldn't remember what the promotion
was...I alluded to the A&W at the top of this message.
GP> I loved ST:TOS. My mom collected EVERY episode's book version release,
GP> & I read the entire series in a couple weeks one summer(1978) when I
GP> was 11!
There was even a pinball machine with that. However, my favorite pinball
machines were Paragon, Space Invaders, Silverball Mania, The Black Knight,
Xenon, Fire Power, and others I can't recall. The main brands were Bally,
Williams, and Gottlieb (those are the only ones I can remember). No telling
how many quarters I dropped in the college game room 40 years ago. I was
never much for video games, though. I even played one called "Lost World
Pinball" on the comnputer awhile back. I used to have Train Simulators on
the computer...first Microsoft Train Simulator, then Auran Trainz. But, I
would run them in "Silver Streak Mode"...just using it to "explore the
route", and if I got bored, move it up to notch 8, and ram it into the
dead-end bumper at the station.
GP> My apology, I thoght West was south of Virginia itself. Or is this one
GP> of those vagaries of the civil war era & politics?
The Mason-Dixon line is the difference between "You All" and "Youz Guys".
GP> Yeah, I've noticed that, but I've always been a rebel, so I even went
GP> on Facebook, prior to our big national election this past Monday, &
GP> stated my opinions on all 5 parties running. My choice is NOT the
GP> groupthink's favourite, or even allowable one. . .
Former comedian Bill Cosby noted about rebels with "kids wearing their
pants on backwards". Now, they wear them below their hips, showing their
underwear -- and that's another kettle of fish .
GP> I figure if I convinced even ONE voter not to vote for the incumbent,
GP> I'd have succeeded (in changing nothing; we just spent $600M on a
GP> pre-emptive early plague times election that changed absolutely
GP> nothing!)
Except enhanced the politicians pockets. For all the money that's spent
with the local, state, congressional, and presidential elections...with
ads for radio, TV, print, online, etc. -- as well as things like signs,
bumper stickers, T-shirts, etc. -- we'd have enough to pay off the national
debt.
GP> I don't care what people call themselves, or if they play dressup with
GP> clothes or surgery to be a different sex, in appearance; I'll call you
GP> he or she,. whatebver you prefer, but I'm well-read in my native
GP> language & I refuse to use a plural pronoun to refer to a singular
GP> human.
I joke that "square dancers do it on the floor, in groups of eight, with
no sex, in all positions". Now, to a non-square dancer, it sounds kinky.
But, when you dance what's known as "Dance By Definition" (DBD) or at the
Advanced or Challenge levels, you're not a male or female...but the end,
center, point, etc. of a particular formation. I refer to this as "a quick
and dirty sex change".
At a national singles dance in Nashville back in 1997, I was dancing to
national female caller, Dee Dee Dougherty-Lottie. She could yodel the paint
off the side of a barn, but her pants were so tight on her, that it looked
like she was melted and poured into them...and I thought if she farted, she
would blow her britches off!!
Well, with one "tip", I basically "became a girl"...and with knowing
both parts, I just kept going, but I turned my cap on my head, to backwards.
She stopped the music, and said to me "I've got enough trouble without you
giving me hell". Everyone roared in laughter.
GP> "just 'you'; I'd rather you talk TO me, not ABOUT me!"
Sounds opposite to the song done by Toby Keith.
GP> everyone, I have an opinion & a rectal orifice & I know how to use
GP> both.
And, sometimes, the opinion and RO both stink. :P
GP> A political argument not involving only the principals involved in an
GP> election is as meaningful to real life as is a farting contest between
GP> the same two people!
Only if you choose between varieties of baked beans. Believe it or not,
a friend's dachshund prefers Bush's Baked Beans, but refuses the generic
store brand. I guess it wasn't sweet enough for him, but I wouldn't want the
dog dropping green haze methane bombs. :P
GP> I want to see a political debate operate as we used to do debate
GP> originally, in grade school!
Debate is what you put on Defishhook -- hmmm...possible tagline??
Daryl
... Lead me not into temptation -- I'll find my own way.
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