Lessons from the lunchlady: can I smell your pickle
WE'RE BACK!
We eased ourselves back into the kitchen this week with a long three days. Kids were a little deflated after all the hubbub of Christmas and seemed to have forgotten even the basics of instruction like how to form a line.
Here's what we learned at the start of 2013.
Be careful where you place your scratch and sniff sticker. My co-worker went to a pickle drop for the new year (another blog post entirely) and she brought us all back scratch and sniff pickle stickers. I proudly placed it close to my....um...heart only to have an entire class of students attempting to sniff it. Um... That too close to my.... um... I took it off and passed it around. Crisis averted.
That haircut makes you look... Taller??? My co-worker told a third grader that they looked like they grew an inch or two over the holiday. Her response " Well, I did get my haircut." I suppose she has a point. If I make my neck look longer than people might think I'm taller. I'm seriously considering it.
Whole wheat pasta sucks. When I say sucks I basically mean sucks all the Alfredo sauce out of the pan. Next time... More sauce....
Most popular Christmas present... (Drumroll please). The iPad and the iPad mini. Wow. That seems like a pricey present for a 1st grader. Remind me to ask Santa for a MacBook next year.
The strawberry milk is AWOL... again. I returned to work on Monday to take down the holiday decorations and to make sure the milkman delivered some goodness over the break. Again the strawberry milk was replaced with chocolate. Curiouser and curiouser.
What did you learn the first week of the new year?
Lessons from the Lunchlady: I'll have corn... Sigh.
I have to be honest. This week was LooooooooNnnnggggg. I didn't think it would ever end.
Here's what I learned.
FRENCH TOAST LOOKS LIKE CAKE. Confused by the three French toast sticks on his tray one of my favorite little first graders asked my coworker, "Awe we hafin' cake?"
FIFTEEN IS NOT EIGHTEEN. We had one of those math errors this week that makes you go "awe nuts" and causes you to run out of cheese stick Dunkers. It's a good thing elementary kids are pretty easy going and not THIS guy who lost his mind over a piece of cheese.
THERE'S CORN IN YOUR MASH POTATOE BOWL Would you like a cup of veggies? I'll have corn. Um...that's not a choice. Would you like veggies. Nah. I'll have corn.
VOMIT IN THE MORNING. It's not uncommon to have a puker come to breakfast. However it might surprise you to learn that kids are mostly indifferent to this. As adults, if the person we are dining with vomits on their plate, we would likely move away while politely asking if they are okay. Kids?? They just keep eating. Sometimes I actually have to tell them to move down away from the vomit.
STRAWBERRY MILK HAS RETURNED. For unknown reasons, the strawberry milk has been "missing" from my order for the last two weeks. The milkman didn't wanna talk about it. Today it returned to a few loud cheers from the students.
Maybe it just needed a vacation...
What did you learn this week??
Lessons from the Lunchlady: go ahead and grope me one more time...
We had a full week of school that included the dreaded grandparents day lunch.
It felt like it would never end.
Here's what I learned:
Mexicali Corn: Kids don't like bits of pepper in their corn. Nope. Nada. We served a lot more corn on Monday without the added fiesta.
Cheese sandwiches: The dreaded cheese sandwich is about to make a comeback because of the lack of lunch money. it's a problem we see at this time of the year. That being said, it doesn't make much sense to hand them out on toasted cheese day. Does it?
Make a decision: "Do you want a cheeseburger or a hamburger?" "a cheeseburger.". *places cheeseburger on tray* "I don't want cheese on it?" *tries not to roll eyes. Removes cheeseburger and places hamburger on tray. Student asks if there is cheese on it. "Um no, you just said you wanted a hamburger." "Good." *takes ten steps and drops the entire tray on the ground. New book idea: if you give a student a cheeseburger....
Grandparents Day should be renamed to grope the lunchlady day. Why do older people insist in touching me? Just put your ticket in the basket and answer the thought provoking question, "Would you like Milk or water?"
They're called disposable gloves because they're disposable. We had a substitute on Friday that thought that as long as she had gloves on her hands were clean... Um no. You can't touch your face (staph), you can't blow your nose (staph), you can't wash dishes and then serve food (gross) and you certainly cannot pull up your pants and mess with your shirt while wearing your gloves. GET A NEW PAIR!
In conclusion, I learned that making over 300 bagged lunches is exhausting, that old people are very touchy, that it's hard to decide between cheese and no cheese, that it's best to keep the peppers out of the corn and sometimes you have to point out the obvious.
What did you learn?
Lessons from the Lunchlady: Have you checked your congenitals?
Holy Crap! I learned a lot this week and I only worked three days! Imagine the wealth of knowledge I would be able to share with you if I actually worked five days!
Go get the alcohol. Clearly this means something totally different to me than it does to my boss. She meant the alcohol wipes we use to clean our thermometers. I thought she had a secret stash I wasn't aware of.
If you're in your 90s chances are you won't die of congenital heart failure. Ever have one of those words that just doesn't sound right. I was trying to relay how my grandma's brother passed away and when I said congenital it sounded so wrong. My co-workers laughed and corrected me. They said congestive. They mocked me most of the day about my congenitals, but I was still convinced that it was a real word. Those to just wouldn't be swayed until our Dr. Principal concurred. She must feel like a genius when she eats with us.
Kids have no idea what chili is. We had chili this week and a lot of our kids were thrown for a loop. One exceptionally articulate kindergartner nearly started to cry, insisting that he didn't order soup that he ordered hot lunch. When I offered to (gasp) change his lunch to PB&J or a turkey sandwich his response, "I do so like turkey sandwiches."
Keep the hot water in the pan. I managed to spill very hot water down the front of my pants. It involved pulling slotted pans from a steamer and not realizing just how much water was still in there. This incident prompted two things: an immediate visit to the bathroom to apply burn cream and the idea for a line of injured-at-work greeting cards. "Heard you got all hot and bothered at work this week."
Everyone looks the same from behind. Ok...not everyone. We were all sitting down to lunch when a teacher from another building hollered to us, "Have you seen Dr. Principal?". Um...no...oh wait. She's just sitting right here beside me. The teacher's response, "Oh, I didn't realize. You look just like everyone else, I mean, well, not that, um...can I talk to you for a minute."
Wait...are you saying lunch ladies look a certain way?
Say no to crack. The last thing I learned this week was be careful just how low the rise of your pants falls. There is a lot of bending in this job and your co-workers might not want to see your ass crack.
This last one sort of proves that there is a certain look to lunch ladies, doesn't it?
What did you learn this week?
Lessons from the Lunchlady: Dear Lord, the bananas are still green
This week in the cafeteria I learned:
The bananas will get ripe when the bananas get ripe. I attempted to speed up the ripening process by lying the bananas out on trays and leaving them in the light. My sub told me God would make them ripe when he wanted them to be ripe. While I have no doubt the God grows bananas, I feel confident that he has other more pressing things to worry about. Perhaps we should open canned pineapple.
We are talking about thermometers, right? Conversation overheard: I didn't know you needed to clean it before you stuck it in and after you took it out. Umm yes. You need to clean the thermometer before and after testing. What did you think they were talking about?
Administrators in the kitchen. I've talked before about our awesome principal and how often she hangs out with us. This week we got to work with the district's business manager in his attempt to learn how everyone contributes to the school district. I learned that elementary kids will be angels when there's a man serving the beans.
Passwords, production papers and other random thoughts. If you are going to take the day off please tell your staff the computer password or they might have tech change it to WendyisAwesome and not tell you. Production papers should be entitled production papers not menus. I am starting to wonder if I am going to be able to find anything on my boss's computer next year.
Kids are like parrots. If you call your dog bastard at home it's a pretty safe bet that your child just might say that at school. You might want to reconsider. I hear Benji's a good name for a dog.
In conclusion, I learned to think outside the box when dealing with the elderly and their computers, I refrained from calling anyone a bastard, I kept the thermometers thoroughly clean, I prayed over green bananas and I taught someone who makes just a little bit more money than I do how to work the dishwasher.
What did you learn this week?
Lessons from the Lunchlady: some call me dictator; others just leave off the tator
Considering this was a short week because of the President's Day holiday, it felt incredibly long. I learned a lot this week. Some of it good and some...not so good.
High school Asian chicken is a little spicy. This week were celebrating Hong Kong and our country meal of the week included an asian stir fry, rice and a fortune cookie. I tasted the sauce and was surprised by how spicy it was. Mind you I like spicy. My boss attempted to try it on a piece of chicken as she was sure it couldnt be THAT spicy. Yet...it was.
It's hard to draw politically correct Asian rice. It's almost embarrasing the amount of thought I put into this dry erase drawing. I didn't want it to offend anyone. Of course, just as lunch is about to start one of the aides asks me why the rice bowl has a penis along the side of his head. Seriously? That's his headband bow. Ugh. And I was worried about his eyes.
The job is yours...if you dare. Turns out I worried needlessly about the LUNCHLADY TEST OF TORTURE. At the start of the 2012-2013 school year I will be the new head cook/manager. If this goes as well as my current PTO president stint, I'll have numerous people pissed by midSeptember.
The custodian asked if I was pregnant. Seriously? I haven't put on any significant weight lately so why he would say that boggles my mind. Is it wrong to admit to you that i contemplated his death?
Kid appropriate fortunes. Anyone know of a company that provides kid appropriate fortune cookies? A first grader got one this week that said "You will be recognized and honored as a community leader." um...maybe he could learn to tie his shoes first.
What did you learn this week?
About Me
- kisatrtle
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.
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