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i haven't talked about my work yet and i guess it's just a good idea to put sumthings down about it so i don't forget in later years. i work at the local servo. i'm "hot plate boy". no other hand is faster or more skilled at cooking. i'm the best and brightest in all of victoria. lol. i like to think so anyways. my main job is to cook the foods on the hot plate, but every now and then i answer the phone, talk to customers, be the "roll bitch" or the "salad wench"...and after every night i sweep the floors and bring in all the shit from outside. i empty the bins and wipe down the tables...and on slow nights i mop the floors. i get $10 an hour and a shit load of understanding in different things. i like it because i get to read the customers (and workers). i have little profiles on most of them..it's kinda cool cuz i know how they react to different things. everynight i get off work i smell like chips and the fat they get cooked in. my boss (sam or reg) tells me everynight that "you're a good worker". i've been working their since summer last year and have to regrets in taking the job possition. good times.
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