Ode to the Deli

A cafeteria lady it appears that I  am.. My sexy hairnet and icing covered smock ... Hotness personified... Sexy.. hot dang! Or not? Or so it seems at that. Hey y'all? Does this cutting glove make my butt look fat?

 I hate the way you tire me, and the way you are not fair. I hate the way they all call in. I hate it when they don't do their share.

I hate your dag blamed fryer  and the way your broken warmer puts me in a bind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way they're  always calling my name. I hate the constant pagings just the same.

 I hate the chicken I have to fry. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when I scrub your floors and the dishwasher too, I hate all that cleaning.. I hate it no matter how small.  But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Your rotisserie is the bane of my existence, this much is true.  The chicken could be quite good I'm quite sure but my desire for chicken... Well..it is simply no more. Bone in, boneless, fried and baked galore. Oh how I hate it to my core.

One quarter, three quarters, half pound.. In my mind these words go round and round. You can tell me what you need but be prepared to repeat it please.

Two cupcakes, three cupcakes , four cupcakes.....more. Oy vey the cupcakes we have in store. Pink ones, green ones and a blue one too. 32 dozen cupcakes in one night is my record tis true.

Sales and budgets, short dates and more. Sign this, post this.. Do more do more do more! Run here run there... Run everywhere. Out of stocks, back stocks, outdates and that dang shelf review. My to do list? Oh boy it just grew!

Tuesdays oh Tuesdays oh how can it be? 12 hours of meetings .. All just for me? Conference calls.. Board meetings oh yes it's true. I have 7000 things to do and now you want me to cook what for you? Here is an idea for my fellow employees... Why don't you all  cook for the deli just once. Maybe? Please?

To my customers, most of you I love, and the rest? Well I don't care. You can be grumpy, impatient, or simply just stare. I will do my best from beginning to end. I will be kind and attentive the whole day through as I find ways for your money to spend.

My managers? It does not matter a whit what I think. Just as I get to know you, you're gone in a wink. Sometimes that's a good thing, sometimes it's bad, with some of you, it makes me sad. My mentors and leaders, heroes and friends. No matter how far I go, no matter what job I choose, those memories I will not lose.

The deli I hate. The deli I love.  The deli I think I hate to love... Well.... Sort of.