Chicago: customers are advised to allow extra travel time

Speaking of interviews... I was not hired for the law firm job ;__;

Acutally, more :( than ;__;

It was encouraging because one of the partners said that they were "very impressed" and came to their decision "only after a great deal of consideration." They hired the other guy because he had a lot of experience in legal research.

sorry to hear that jesse, i'll send good-job vibes your way...

Check it out: http://www.iwj.org/outreach/DOLrepF.pdf This is the report that my wacky interns and I were working on last summer (doing surveys and interviews). I am credited on pg. 27.

xpost--thanks!

OK, I am sorry that this might be long, but I hope it's not boring. I am about to tell you about my night at work, not so much to bitch, but to share how mind-bendingly weird the fucking chefs can be.

There was a family at my table with a kid (though I don't like kids, he was pretty cool little blond boy of around 5--when I asked him how his dessert was, he said, "Muy bueno, gracias.) Anyway, the kid wanted noodles with butter, so I ordered a side of wide rice noodles with butter. The sous chef called me over and said, "Are you sure that's what they want? Tell them it's not wheat noodles, it's rice noodles." I had already been through this with the guest, and they said that was fine--they were familiar with the noodles as they eat there all the time. I told the sous chef that but he insisted that I go and ask them if they really wanted the rice noodles with butter.

Finally after a LOT of discussion I went back to the table to satisfy the stupid sous chef. When I returned, the sous chef had gone to the office to get the the exec chef who was on the scene with his crazy eyes on.

As soon as he saw me he launched into a blustering tirade: "They ASIAN! There is no butter in ASIAN food! You tell them I say no!" He went on to sputter, "I can cook noodle with butter, but I won't! I can, but I won't! This is inappropriate!"

At this point the whole staff is staring at me with a mixture of pity, amusement, and awe. I told the chef, OK, fine, I'll tell them no noodles with butter. But he wasn't done. He pulled out a noodle and put it on a plate and said, "You show them, say, 'this is the noodle.'" I let him know that they were regulars and had eaten that noodle before, but he insisted, "You take noodle! You show them noodle!" Now the thing is, I was wicked busy and I was working the lounge area alone and I still had to run to the back of the restaurant to pick up some silverware, but he was into a fucking litany, so I took the noodle.

So I'm walking around the restaurant carrying a single wide noodle on a plate. My co-workers kept asking me, "what are you doing with that noodle?" but I could only shake my head. I took my noodle to the table and did my best to explain that chef was insistent that they see the noodle. The man chuckled at my (very diplomatically reworked) story and said, "Wow, to think we had the audacity to order a noodle with butter on it."

I returned the noodle and got to listen to a much calmer but no less heartfelt lecture on how it is wrong to put butter on an Asian noodle.

According to long-time workers, that is how he used to be every single day until he got his meds right.

That story is funny because of how many times you said "noodle."

It was funny in real life because of the number of times everyone involved said "noodle." And the fact that it was a fiasco stemming from a noodle. Some of us are referring to it as The Great Noodle Incident of Oh-Seven.

I have a question -- did the kid know this was happening? If so, what was his reaction?

To make a long story longer....when I got done showing the guests the noodle I saw the GM looking my direction while on the phone at the front desk and I knew who was on the other end. Chef had called her up to rant about the noodle (he actually called the 2 other managers into the office to tell them too), but fortunately she realized that he was having a spell, so she offered the guests complimentary desserts.

xpost--no, the kid just knew he was getting mashed potatoes and free dessert. Which by the way he made into a really special order that I had to explain in detail to the chef.

I only ask because I used to shamefully order plain noodles with butter in restaurants when I was a kid and if this had happened to me and I knew everyone was making a huge deal about my noodles, I would have been totally scarred for life. But maybe this kid was totally well adjusted and had no emotional problems and was like "Bring on the noodles, fools."

xp - phew the kid didn't know AND got free dessert.

Case in point: one time I was in a restaurant with my parents and I was really cold, the a/c was up super high and I was shivering. No one had a sweater or anything, so they made me wear a tablecloth. It was totally humiliating. I still remember where I was sitting!

PS I'm over it now

It doesn't sound like you are.

I AM
DON'T WORRY
I NEVER GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT A SWEATER

I feel really good today, like better than I have in a while. Probably has something to do with me going home early with a headache yesterday and sleeping most of the afternoon, then sleeping really well last night too. Plus FRIDAY and I am excited about free Shoes show in Millenium Park this afternoon. John I am going to try and make it to C@nasta show tonight, Dr1ftless P0ny Club are pretty decent too so if I come I will probably be there early.

My co-workers kept asking me, "what are you doing with that noodle?" but I could only shake my head
My co-workers kept asking me, "what are you doing with that noodle?" but I could only shake my head
My co-workers kept asking me, "what are you doing with that noodle?" but I could only shake my head
My co-workers kept asking me, "what are you doing with that noodle?" but I could only shake my head

This is so great out of context.

It sounds like a KITH sketch.

http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/local/chi-web_wieneraug10,0,6936594.story?coll=chi-sportscolumnist-hed

She said "regardless of the reason" the driver had for parking there, the company neither condones nor relishes such actions.

RELISHES

I'm thinking of this old SNL sketch where the guy wants to order the "super fire hot wings," and everyone keeps laughing nervously and saying "Are you sure you don't want the Medium hot wings instead?" And this goes on for 5 minutes, and he has to sign a legal document recusing the restaurant of liability, and then just as he bites into his superfire hot wing the camera freezes and he get a text scroll explaining what happened next... His eyes popped out of his head, ans smoke came out of his ears, and he ran around the restaurant making choo choo train noises.

My iPod has really been wanting me to listen to "Steal My Sunshine" by Len a lot. Fortunately I kind of love that song.

My iPod likes Booker T and the MGs. I can't say I blame it.

This one:

http://snltranscripts.jt.org/91/91dwings.phtml

wow. that article is rich!

"We have access to tow trucks that could have handled a Polish sausage, not just a hot dog," Smith said."

and

"The entourage got a grilling from the officer."

Makes me nostalgic for Al's Fun in the Bun.

DAMN This pretzels/craisins/peanuts trail mix I made is delish.

ha! (xp to j)

oooh! sounds awesome, sarah!

Makes me say my, my, my.

Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine

I agree with all that except for speeding on the highway. I would prefer everyone drive the speed limit, including myself.

Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
No one would speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine

If ghetto games include watching a bunch of 20/30 somethings trying to play double dutch, then I already do that.

Big Al J@mmerm@n.

I went to college with a dude everyone called Big Al. He wore loafers and had a 6 ft bong he bragged about constantly.

I know a couple of Big Als. They're big.

Sounds like the perfect son.

had a 6 ft bong he bragged about constantly.

Bong envy

i just posted a job listing to my alumni listserv and someone with the same surname as jaymc and the same first initial wrote me back -- i was like "why is jaymc writing to me about esl jobs?"

haha

http://www.comedycentral.com/press/images/southpark/BigGayAl_thumbnail.jpg

John, is that your simps0n? HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAA j/k

lolz

I am in your town in less than two weeks, anyone fancy a pint?

http://content.ytmnd.com/content/2/3/d/23dc6cdf7961441405dc93f1a1c5e057.jpg

Yes, Ed.

Sure, Ed! And in Helsinki only a week prior, huh?

For some reason, I started a Myspace page for my solo project. There's nothing on there yet, but hopefully I'll get some new songs up there soon. Once I write and record them.

OH the point is, you should be myspace friends with me.

How do you do the thing where you make your profile look all crazy, like with different colors and whatnot?

I think this afternoon I'm going to go to the practice space and record some junk.

Will there be hot beats?