There’s something oddly romantic about finishing dinner service, rushing close so you can go to a house party so you can have some semblance of a social life, polish off an entire bottle of hard liquor and rolling in to lunch shift the next day with only black coffee and cigarettes in your system.
My first manager got fired for smoking meth in the freezer. When corporate found out they made then toss all the stock, cause they were worried shrinkwrapped meats were contaminated with meth smoke. I got to watch them toss it all into a district managers car to take to another restaruant while smoking a joint behind the dumpster.
There’s something oddly romantic about finishing dinner service, rushing close so you can go to a house party so you can have some semblance of a social life, polish off an entire bottle of hard liquor and rolling in to lunch shift the next day with only black coffee and cigarettes in your system.
My first manager got fired for smoking meth in the freezer. When corporate found out they made then toss all the stock, cause they were worried shrinkwrapped meats were contaminated with meth smoke. I got to watch them toss it all into a district managers car to take to another restaruant while smoking a joint behind the dumpster.
Ethanol is like 7 calories a gram
Carbs are 4 kcal/g, where are those other 3 coming from? There’s no oil in your ethanol, is there?