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Sep. 27th, 2006 10:28 pmSo today was the first day of Key floor training. I was at work from practically 9 until 9. The first day of floor training consists of a short classroom on safety practices (entering and leaving the building if you're the first or last person, the alarm system, where all the alarms are, etc.), going through a thorough line check (checking to make sure the line--the place all the cooks stand and make your food, for those of you not restaurant-lingo savvy--is stocked, ready to go for the shift, and to make sure all the food/sauces and such on the line are within their shelf lives and taste like they're supposed to, etc.), and then spending half an hour on each individual station: dish, pantry (desserts, salads and a couple specific other menu items), saute (steaks, chicken, seafood, etc.), expo (the person who orchestrates everything from the cook side of the line to make sure everything gets made and made so that it will be ready to go out at the same time as everything else on a given ticket), grill (burgers), fry (anything made in the deep fryer), and dish.
I'm a terrible cook, and Jenny and I were definitely scared about today, but I was also excited. I'm really glad I got the chance because the line used to be a terrifying thing to me, but now it's no longer a mystery. I could actually drop some fries or onion strings or make a salad or something if they needed me to. There is now no longer any area of the restaurant that I am completely clueless about, and I love that feeling. I still couldn't cook up some burgers or a steak or something, but I could help out--and that means a lot to me.
It was an extremely long day, and I am pretty exhausted, but it was really nice, too.
Funny office moment of the day between Nick and myself, also:
N: *walks into the office right after getting in to work* Can you tell me why I have Michael Jackson's "I'll Be There" stuck in my head?
Me: Umm...sorry. Can't help you there.
N: It's just whack!
Me: ha...Maybe it's because you're using terms like "whack" today?
Ten minutes later...
N: *bursts into office* I DON'T WANT MICHAEL JACKSON STUCK IN MY HEAAAAAAAAD!
Me: *doubles over laughing*
I'm a terrible cook, and Jenny and I were definitely scared about today, but I was also excited. I'm really glad I got the chance because the line used to be a terrifying thing to me, but now it's no longer a mystery. I could actually drop some fries or onion strings or make a salad or something if they needed me to. There is now no longer any area of the restaurant that I am completely clueless about, and I love that feeling. I still couldn't cook up some burgers or a steak or something, but I could help out--and that means a lot to me.
It was an extremely long day, and I am pretty exhausted, but it was really nice, too.
Funny office moment of the day between Nick and myself, also:
N: *walks into the office right after getting in to work* Can you tell me why I have Michael Jackson's "I'll Be There" stuck in my head?
Me: Umm...sorry. Can't help you there.
N: It's just whack!
Me: ha...Maybe it's because you're using terms like "whack" today?
Ten minutes later...
N: *bursts into office* I DON'T WANT MICHAEL JACKSON STUCK IN MY HEAAAAAAAAD!
Me: *doubles over laughing*
