31 August - not so screwed, but who took my damn plates?

It's a P&L, and on top of that, a P&L that is budgeted to barely break even..so I have no budget to buy nice things that make the eating venture more pleasurable...so I did what I always do, spend the money anyway and worry about it in the next life.
Got really cute presentation plates from Pier 1, 5 of them. Two were in use, and the rest were neatly stacked on top of the salad bar with a couple of other serving platters. When I walked out towards the salad bar to check the pans I notice 2 plates are missing. Naturally, I asked both cashiers if any customers came through their lines with really swank glass plates instead of the typical eco friendly paper we sport...and neither saw a thing. Makes me wonder how they know what to charge for the food if they don't bother to actually look at what is placed in front of them. "oh no, I didn't see them, they didn't come through my line, oh no".... Where, upon further inspection (I walked through the dining room looking at each table to see what the customers were eating on) sure enough, I find some precocious tot eating pancakes on my presentation plate. I hope I didn't freak the kid out too much when I grabbed the plate which only had the remaining smear of aunt jemima slicked across the gleam as proof my plate had been pilfered. "oh.." clueless mother of tot said "are these the wrong plates?" 'No, of course not" I wanted to reply..."I'd hoped someone would help themselves to my special presentation plates which were placed out of the line of sight and apart from every other eating aparatus so my plates wouldn't feel left out. You don't need college, you're smart enough!"

I'd give the entire day an 88 out of a hundred. The new staff was baptized with fire and all but one is going on to the next circle. Sadly, one, the part time , evening grill person is not cut out for this type of work. What I don't quite understand is how you can work in a kitchen in an elementary school and deal with a gaggle of precocious tots and their endless cantankering for chicken fingers and french fries ...know the job you accepted is clearly on a college campus, at the grill on a college campus..and not be able to deal with a gaggle of young americans and their endless cantankering for chicken fingers and fries. What's the difference other than a few pubic hairs and pimples??

Time to place another ad on Craig's List. I should have stock in the company, I spend so much time placing ads there.

My boss is coming tomorrow. This is why I say there is no god.