morning, Junkies So my first day working at Burger King and Daytona Beach way. Back in the day, in the 90s. was my first job and the manager asked me to go clean the toilets. So I grabbed what I thought was a toilet brush because it had brown stuff on it which later turned out to be chocolate syrup because that brush was made for cleaning the shake machines. So after I clean the toilet, it came back with the brush. The manager asks, you didn't use that brush, did you? And by the look on his face, I knew to immediately say no and I put it away and never drank a shake from there again. Wiggle wiggle, pop, pop, pop.

What's up, junkies hope? Everybody's having an absolutely wonderful day. Just wanted to confess and my younger years, I was working fast food at a crystals crystals Cooks onions with the meat on their patties. Whenever somebody would come through the drive-thru and Order, no onions. On their Krystal Burger, I would add an absurd amount of salt. I mean. I would have to start a new group, cook the whole thing special for them, and then try to get them out of the drive-thru as quick as possible. So they got a little taste of how I felt about that.

Good day, junkies uh, dispatching in regards to the stuttering. Um, I have to annunciate, uh, a lot of my words, so I don't stutter. And then when you guys started talking about stuttering yesterday on the podcast, uh, my stuttering started. To come out like now. Um, and I also have to watch what I say, uh, because if I don't enunciate correctly. Um, my um, Southern draw comes out. Now that I'm thinking about it, I'm starting to study more but it it's it. Wiggle, wiggle pop up.

so uh, over in the UK a gooner is uh what is known as A uh, Arsenal soccer fan. It's not a I guess what? The Gen Z term is for, but uh, to be honest with you, Arsenal fans are a bunch of wankers, so kind of makes sense.

Good morning gentlemen. Hey, so years ago, probably 35 years ago I worked at a BK lounge on the Massachusetts Turnpike up in Massachusetts and um it was quite busy. It was probably around lunchtime or whatever, right before lunchtime huge rush, usually with buses and all that stuff. Well, I was on the frying machine and I happened to drop 1 of those black. Sharpie grease, pens into the fryer. Needless to say, I didn't say anything and I didn't eat anything from the fryer for the next week. Later.

Forgive me Father Wasson for I have sinned about 10 years ago, I did a little bit of time and when I got out I got my first job over at Black Sheep. Irish pub in Daytona, it is closed down, now it's not there anymore. Um, and 1 day while working, I saw a QC that I knew from my time come in and sit down order a country, fried chicken steak. So me as a cook, I went in the back and Hawk, the fattest luggie I've ever been able to produce into his country, fried chicken sandwich and watched as he ate it. Uh, I do feel bad because it's the only time I've ever messed with Again, forgive me. Father Watson. Thanks.

So I was working at Taco Bell for 3 years 2, in high school, won the first year of Valencia. And on the last year, I started working the late shifts where Taco Bell used to be open till 4 in the morning. You'd get all the drunks from the bars last minute. You know, people trying to get some food and we had the sweet sweet. Puerto Rican. Uh, jaw Jolly manager, who bent over backwards even when customers were unruly and nothing was wrong and she replaced everything all the time. So 1 time, the menu sign was off. And this drunk guy pulls up saying no, you're going to make my food, you're going to make my food and she's like yes sir. Yes sir. I'll make your food and then he still came to the drive-through window yelling at her braiding, her calling her, a fat lesbian and everything else. So I literally heard this and she's already making the food when she doesn't have to. So I literally hawked a luggie and spit it in his taco or his Nachos Bell Grande. And then I covered it with nacho cheese, the liquid cheese and tomatoes on top and I was like she gave him his food for free and he bitched her out and we were already closed.

The dispatch system cannot record a long enough thing for me. I mean I work too many places. Uh, do you want a booger Taco? I mean the uh, Taco Bell in the mall. I was 16. Uh, do you want? Uh, A cockroach Taco, there was plenty of cockroaches running around coming out of the sewer systems at the mall. It happened. I mean it was 1989 but it happened. uh, My. I mean, I could go on forever. Forever. Different restaurants. Just be glad I don't work at a restaurant anymore. Folks.