Monday, June 25, 2007

2+2=

Tonight( at work) I started out with a pork chops with rice and chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes dinner. By the end of the evening it had turned into a turkey with rice and fried chicken with mashed potatoes dinner. Our menu was for 255 people as was the amounts of meat we had for the menu. All the meat comes in on Fri morning for the weekend meals. On Fri evening (unbeknownst to me an e-mail came in informing us that the count for Mon dinner was going to be 350. Well we already had the frozen steaks in the freezer an the pork chops in the frig. Anyway we naturally ran out of both steaks and pork chops. We did have some "Chicken fried Chicken" on hand in the freezer and some fully cooked turkey breasts in the locker. I kept a good lookout and managed to have some of each entree read to be on the line by the time they ran out. I is really annoying when extra mouths to feed are added at the last minute. in as much as we really have to scramble to find substitutes to serve people. I as I usually think, felt like I had not done my job well. Fortunately, the students thought otherwise, and complemented me on getting the food out and keeping the line stocked with food. It was good to hear how well i had done because in my mind I had completely dropped the ball because I didn't have enough food for everyone that was one the menu and I really couldn't do anything more than I did. But I felt like I hadn't done it right Why do I think this way?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

It sounds to me like you thought fast on your feet and made the best of what I would consider a reason to quit and never darken the door of a kitchen again. Why do you never give yourself credit? If I knew the answer to that I would me mentally healthy and well balanced.

SageHen said...

Okay, I ususally eat out when I have this kind of problem on my hands.
You deserve kudos. Bask in the glory.

Anonymous said...

Why beat yourself up?! Instead, compliment yourself that you manage to make people happy. Way to go! By the way, I am my own worse enemy and I do my fair share of beating myself up. Maybe we should all learn not to take things so seriously.

Alf's boy said...

Sounds like you did a great job with what you had to work with. Remember, we all have the same mother and grandfather. Dwell on the things you did good not the bad things you can't controle.