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dragonlady7Cool Waters has been posted publicly at HASA. Smugly the author reminds you it was unanimously approved. The author also reminds you that she is smug about this. :D She seems to be having a Glorfindel moment. (gets out the comb) Gimme a break! I get few enough of 'em. (Smug moments, not Glorfindels. Well, come to think of it...)
Work was nutz. It was just nutz. And they closed the kitchen early because the cook kinda somehow put her hand into the deep fryer. Her ring melted off. And the ends of her fingernails melted. Two hours later she was still there, wandering around the back hallway. I've no idea why she wasn't at the hospital. Her hand was all red. I guess she was reasonably all right, though. She claims to have screamed like a motherfucker when it happened. Man, occupational hazards I got-- I hurt my elbow tonight pushing the button to make the nacho cheese come out of the cheese machine-- but that ain't nothin' to a Fryolator. Eugh.
I felt extravagant when Dave picked me up, so we went out to dinner at the Greek diner/restaurant down the street. And I found out I wasn't hungry. Too bad. I have good leftovers for tomorrow, then. I want to go back to Greece someday, now that I'm old enough to drink and to appreciate olive oil.
I still don't have a sense of taste, to speak of, but I could at least appreciate the feta cheese on my salad. It was... feta-y.
I have tomorrow off. This is a good thing. I suppose since it's Good Friday tomorrow I ought to, like, meditate on my sins or something. Dave refuses to go to Mass with me.
Hm, I seem to be sleepy. Time for some... meditation... of the sort where i lie in bed with my eyes closed. Mmmm.
Work was nutz. It was just nutz. And they closed the kitchen early because the cook kinda somehow put her hand into the deep fryer. Her ring melted off. And the ends of her fingernails melted. Two hours later she was still there, wandering around the back hallway. I've no idea why she wasn't at the hospital. Her hand was all red. I guess she was reasonably all right, though. She claims to have screamed like a motherfucker when it happened. Man, occupational hazards I got-- I hurt my elbow tonight pushing the button to make the nacho cheese come out of the cheese machine-- but that ain't nothin' to a Fryolator. Eugh.
I felt extravagant when Dave picked me up, so we went out to dinner at the Greek diner/restaurant down the street. And I found out I wasn't hungry. Too bad. I have good leftovers for tomorrow, then. I want to go back to Greece someday, now that I'm old enough to drink and to appreciate olive oil.
I still don't have a sense of taste, to speak of, but I could at least appreciate the feta cheese on my salad. It was... feta-y.
I have tomorrow off. This is a good thing. I suppose since it's Good Friday tomorrow I ought to, like, meditate on my sins or something. Dave refuses to go to Mass with me.
Hm, I seem to be sleepy. Time for some... meditation... of the sort where i lie in bed with my eyes closed. Mmmm.
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Date: 2005-03-26 12:21 am (UTC)I can't believe the manager didn't make the cook go to the hospital. If the burn was that bad, that skin will be peeling off. All of it.
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Date: 2005-04-05 02:37 pm (UTC)Her fingernails are ok once she trimmed off the burnt part.
So, I guess it wasn't a bad burn.
Which is good.