Making the House cafeteria rounds at lunch, I had to navigate the hordes of school-trip kids waiting for pizza, so I sauntered up to see what the Main Course of the day was. I was soon told.
Intern: (pointing to his eaten-on plate, mumbling) …disgusting….couldn’t eat it…swine flu…
Lady Serving at the Counter: I’m sorry you didn’t like it.
Intern: (still mumbling) …gross…money back…
Lady Serving at the Counter: I’m sorry sir, what can I do to fix this?
Intern: (shouting) I hope you don’t serve this to Members of Congress!
Then he turns, stares disgustedly at those of us in line, and storms off. He didn’t like the pork, I guess, but he did appear to belong to the clean plate club. And the Red Badge was prominently displayed, clipped to his suit pocket. I’m only sad that I didn’t see him approach the counter, to see if he cut the line or waited patiently to whine. Hope he warned his boss about today’s Spice Rubbed Pork Tenderloin.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
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Actually, I ate all the vegetables, but avoided the pork. It was terrible.
No, actually, I understand swine flu is not transmitted through pork or pigs thanks to my Harvard education. :P
Nope, I didn't ask for my money back.
No, the "Lade Serving at the Counter" did not apologize and did not ask "what can I do to fix this." She asked in a very belligerent tone, "whaddya want me to do about it SIR?"
And I replied accordingly, "I hope you don't serve this to Members of Congress!"
Hm, I don't think I stared disgustedly at anyone except the server lady who had given me the shittiest excuse for six-dollar leftover pork, which I pay for with my minimum wage salary at my part-time job.
I'm afraid my plate wasn't clean at all; I had covered the leftover pork with napkins, ashamed that others might think I was wasting this god-awful food.
Yes, I still had some time before heading back to work, so I waited patiently in line, not to "whine" but to inform them that their pork was of such low quality that they should take notice.
Yes, I warned the Chief of Staff about not getting the Congressman the Main Course, usually his favorite when he gets food from the basement cafeteria. Got him the tortellini shells with pesto sauce instead.
See? Interns do serve an important role: taste-testers!
He probably didn't clean his plate if he still went up to complain about the pork...
I love when people come on here to defend themselves. It always gives me a good laugh.
And the mention of the Harvard education is priceless! That entire comment could be a post in and of itself.
Clearly your Harvard education did nothing for your lack of manners. You're an intern... shut up!
"I will be treated this way! I am a Harvard undergrad....I HAVE AN INTERNSHIP HERE!"
Go refill a stapler, kid.
^ guys, you realize he was kidding right? the trolling works!
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