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Sunday, March 24, 2013

Lessons from the Lunchlady: sometimes you need to just drop the carrots

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This week was filled with silly questions, a lot of AYFKM moments and some laughter.

Here's what we learned

Sometimes you just have to drop the carrots. After a freezer issue last week, my 30lb box if carrots turned into a really big carrot filled ice cube. Turns out if you drop the case on the floor, all becomes well again.

Can you give our teacher a message. While walking up to the teachers lounge I ran into two little kindergartners. They said, "Miss Wenny, If you see our teacher, can you tell her we are going home. I've got a bell-we ache and H has gotta bell-we ache and a headache." Um... "Are you driving yourself," I asked. They chuckled. "No. We's waiting for our wides at the nurse."

The wheels on the cart go round and round. How do you lose three wheels off of the same cart? I mean seriously? How do you do that? I don't know but I managed to do it.

Big Daddy Pizza. Dear Big Daddy, can't we just call you pizza? I mean even elementary kids think that name is ridiculous.

My coworkers got my back. I blogged earlier in the week about my terrible, good for nothing, really bad day and even when I had to abruptly leave my coworkers took care of everything. Even breakfast for the following day.

What did you learn this week?

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Lessons from the Lunchlady: slightly behind schedule

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This week we passed our inspection without a single violation, learned that the pest control specialist secretly wants to be a meteorologist and found out its possible to run out of refried beans.

Is that a valentine in your pocket? When a kindergartener tried to take his tray with one had firmly in his pocket his teacher stepped in and told him to leave that valentine in his pocket alone or he would have to lose it and wouldn't get it back. And all the adults reading said "snicker...snicker". Just for the record, he really HAD a valentine in his pocket.

Bumps are entertaining. Apparently when you are five and you break out in hives, it is really hard to keep from showing your bumps TO EVERY SINGLE PERSON YOU SEE. Even in the lunch line.

Bumps aren't nearly as entertaining as smiley fries. Our imaginations go into hyperdrive when we serve smiley fries. At least this guy is eating his vegetables...right??

Even the lunchladys knew what shirt to wear? When an aide in our building seemed surprised that even the lunch ladies knew what special shirt to wear on a certain day, we decided to mess with her later in the week and have nearly everyone in the building send her a text telling her something different to wear. Insert evil laugh.

"I'm gonna eat a man". The lunch ladies weren't the only ones with active imaginations this week. A first grader seemed thoroughly excited that we put his mini corndogs on his tray in the shape of a man. Um...really? Yep. We did. And we weren't even trying.