I’d only been employed at this restaurant for about two weeks, and so far, it had been great. After taking a break from serving, I felt it was time to get back in the game. This restaurant was this company’s second highest earner in the country and all of the staff seemed to really enjoy working here! Everything would have been fine if it wasn’t for that nasty unwanted guest.
It was an unusually ordinary day. The managers were trying to pump us up during our pre-shift, the servers were chugging back Redbull and the bartenders were doing whatever the hell they wanted to do (like always). It seemed like it was going to be a slow night with only a few tables and the constant thought of why I have not been cut yet. I would have been happy if it stayed that way.
I was at the Salad Build section leaning up against the cold stainless shelves while I watched Tom the salad guy making my salad. “Mind if I snag a couple of croutons?” I asked while reaching my hand into the bowl. Tom barely looked up to smile as I withdrew my handful of snacks. Just as I popped the third crouton into my mouth, my peripherals caught something scutter inches away from my face.
I jumped back so fast I startled Tom. “What the hell was that!?” I said with croutons stuffed flying out of my mouth. Tom looked at me quizzically. “It looked like a giant spider!” I said, prodding at the boxes on the shelves, trying to scare it out of hiding. Just then, something big fell out of the box of croutons and landed right in the crouton bowl below it. Tom’s eyes lit up in horror.
“What was that?” I asked as I swallowed down the last bits of croutons. Tom looked at me, down at the bowl, and then into the crouton box before stumbling back and gagging into his hand. “What the f*ck was that!?” I said as Tom struggled to get a breath.
Sergit rushed over to see what had happened and started laughing. “Mahn, der’s a freakin cockroach in de croutons!” he said while laughing as Tom tried not to vomit. “And there’s a bunch more in the box of them.” Tom said as he wiped the spit from his face. They looked up at me through the build line to see if I was okay.
As I watched the fat cockroach running around in the bowl of croutons that I had just eaten from, I began to feel incredibly light-headed. I tried to think of something other than the cockroach infested crouton box but it was too late, I was going to go down. I tried to make it to the garbage but my legs gave out and I puked down the side of the wall as I struggled to not pass out. After peering over the counter to make sure I was still alive, Sergit laughed as he called out “Cleanup in de breezeway!”
This was the worst night of my life.
– The Million Dollar Server
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