Something tells me it was also easier for the customer service people too.
Anyway...
Yesterday I worked a shift for the Ranch. We were at the Navan Fair. Who knew Navan had a fair; certainly not me. I worked thirteen hours at a conscession booth. I pretty much made fajitas for thirteen straight hours. My hands (and wrists) officially hate tongs. And when Jasmine (my co-eyecandier) was on break; I got to work the cash too. Woo... (Oops, I forgot the "hoo!")
I made all proper change, remembered orders, and added prices (without a calculator, cash register, or the price list). I'm THAT good. And when I was on "the line" sticking together fajitas; I called them out like in a kitchen. You know, like you see on Hell's Kitchen; the chef calls an order, you call ...
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