Waiting

I know there's a movie out by this name. I don't remember if it went straight to DVD or was ever out in the theatre. Watching some of the previews, I thought I would really want to see this movie cause I've worked in fast food before and know all of the horror stories and have a few of my own. But then I saw another preview and some of it was just so gross that even from the preview I knew I wouldn't want to see the movie because no matter how funny it was, there were parts that would probably just make me sick to my stomach.

So, you're wondering, is that all this post is about, some movie you don't want to see? Not exactly. Last night we took some customers out for wings, drinks and karaoke. Of course when you get a bunch of military guys together, they're gonna order hot wings and the first round of wings were pretty good if not super hot. So the second round, we decide to get even hotter wings and when they come out we have the waiter point out which are the hottest. We start in on the wings and they're not even as hot as the last batch. This is the part where of course we fucked up. We tell the waiter that these can't be the hot wings cause there isn't a hot one in the bunch. Wings look like wings look like wings so our waiter said he thought they'd sent out the Habarnero (I have no clue what that means, but they were supposed to be hot) but maybe there was a mistake and he'll go tell the chef (do you really need a chef to make wings??). BIG MISTAKE First off, you know that when you send something back, you're likely to get special sauce in your meal when you get it back...but telling a chef that his wings weren't HOT enough!!!!!!

Let's just say that when they brought out the last batch of wings, eyes were watering before the chicken ever touched anyones mouth. I picked mine up, licked my fingers and was in instant pain. There was much crying and slobbering from sinuses being completely released and we ate, drank and licked anything we could find on the table that we thought would quell the volcano in our mouths. There were seven of us and eight wings so of course we asked the waiter to have the last one. Sucker Even he had to admit that there was no way anyone could say those wings weren't hot. After that and the few beers it took to quell the burning, I even got brave enough to get up and sing "Return to Sender" by the King for the karaoke contest they had going on. I didn't win but I did get an honorable mention and asked to come back and sing again next week. The jury is still out on that one.

Oh yeah, one last thing. I always thought people were joking when they would make comments about "if you thought it burned going in........just wait till it comes out". I learned this morning that THAT is no joke.