A few years ago there was a young lady who worked in one of our local restaurants, who grew up in a large family of hard working people and had spent much of her childhood in the hay fields. This girl had learned wel the art of being independent by the time she was grown. One evening at the restaurant the cook quit and the other waitress didn’t come in.. There was total chaos.
The owner was trying to cook, but doing a very poor job of it and doing it very slowly. The customers were becoming more irritated by the minute because they had to wait so long to get their food. One highly disgruntled men asked in a mean voice when his food would be ready. The young lady replied, as she was taking off her apron , “I don’t know, you will have to ask someone who works here.” From that moment on, she didn’t.Outta here
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