Here's a Hershey story. Back in the day, there was a Tudor restaurant on the walk into the park. I worked as a server one summer, complete with goofy tudor shirt, bunched around the forearms.
Early shift, 11:00 AM, a couple walked in and asked for a Long Island iced tea. The bartender wasn't there, yet, but I knew what was in it. What I didn't know was which end of the double-ended shot glass to use. Meh, bigger is better, right. Funny, there was very little room for the splash of Coke at the end? Delivered the drink, and checked back a few minutes later. The guy says, "Hey, did you make this? I've just got to tell you, I'm a bartender, and this is THE BEST LIIT I've ever had."
Then there was the day the cook didn't turn on the fryer immediately when he arrived, and I served an edge-seared, raw chicken sandwich. Yes, there was a bite out of it, when I took it away from the customer. Good times.
Early shift, 11:00 AM, a couple walked in and asked for a Long Island iced tea. The bartender wasn't there, yet, but I knew what was in it. What I didn't know was which end of the double-ended shot glass to use. Meh, bigger is better, right. Funny, there was very little room for the splash of Coke at the end? Delivered the drink, and checked back a few minutes later. The guy says, "Hey, did you make this? I've just got to tell you, I'm a bartender, and this is THE BEST LIIT I've ever had."
Then there was the day the cook didn't turn on the fryer immediately when he arrived, and I served an edge-seared, raw chicken sandwich. Yes, there was a bite out of it, when I took it away from the customer. Good times.