One of my first jobs was in a small restaurant with a haphazard layout. To get from the kitchen to the cooler, you had to walk down a hall that formed a T intersection with the front area. It was a very busy Friday night when I scurried to the cooler for more supplies, tripped over a frozen ham that had been left on the floor, slid head first down the hall and into the cooler door. This bit of slapstick managed to coincide with one of those weird quiets that occur in restaurants - no patrons talking, no dishwasher roaring, no music blaring - so the whole place heard what spewed out of my mouth as I stood up again! I think the only reason I didn't get fired was too many witnesses and most of them applauded my "performance". Oh, and this is my first post on eG. Hi!
