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Sep. 29, 2007
How Not To Pour Sweet Tea For Dummies
Based on a true story. Identity of victim with held.
There once was a poor teenager who worked at Chick-fil-A. She always wanted to help everyone she could, so she often volunteered for jobs she was not quite capable of. Several times she was asked to help with pouring sweet tea, unsweet tea, diet lemonade, and regular lemonade into their various dispensers. Since she could not do it herself, she was glad to volunteer to help, but not to do.
One day, the person she helped was not there, and no one else was strong enough or tall enough to lift the heavy containers of liquid herself, so the girl decided to do it. She cautiously lifted the sweet tea to her shoulder. She found that her shoulder proved an excellent prop for the container. Her arms became stronger the more often she did it, and she became proud of her strength.
Then several weeks later, a very silly person put sugar in the tea, but did not carry it to the front and fill up the tea dispenser himself. The girl came to the back searching for tea, and seeing the brewed batch, added sugar. The tea, normally supposed to have six cups of sugar, now had twelve. Things were not going well for the poor girl.
She immediately noticed that the tea had too much sugar, so she asked her supervisor, Mike the Wonderful, what to do about it. He told her that she should brew some tea and pour it in to the top of the container. The new tea should not be sweetened at all. That way, the harmony would be renewed within the Force. Er, the sweet tea.
The girl could not tell how much tea she should pour in, so she decided she'd better use a step ladder. She'd seen one of the other managers, Kimmy the Industrious, do this, so she did not think it should be a problem. But woe upon the poor girl! The step ladder had milk shake dribbelings on it, making it sticky and slippery. The girl was loosing her grip on the container of 17 quarts of unsweet tea! Thankfully, she was right next to a counter, and the container unsteadily descended to rest on the counter. Plosh! Plash!
Unfortunately, unsweet tea sloshed all over the girl! There was a smattering of it on the side of her nose. She could hardly see through her streaked glasses. Her shirt had a big wet spot on it.
The rest of her shift was not good either. She spilled a chocolate milkshake on the counter. (At least she got to make a replacement. She loves making milkshakes!!) She cut her hand while washing the play room walls. (She did this by smacking the side of her ring finger on her right hand against a dispenser of wet wipes.) She had to close, and she hated closing. She also had to stay up till one o'clock waiting for the washer to clean her uniform.
If you were hoping to find some profound tips on how to pour sweet tea, I'm afraid this girl doesn't have any suggestions other than make sure you have the right amount of sugar in the tea in the first place!
Insanely yours,
-The Victim- |
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Posted by JSB 
Sep. 29, 2007 - Sounds like an interesting night.
Seth is out with friends and I have resolved to wait up until he gets home. Too bad you aren't on right now.