You can’t work in a service industry without encountering situations that you couldn’t even dream up. The other day I came in at my usual time and found Billy and John in the kitchen, strategically placing pans to catch the water that was dripping down from the ceiling. We had a torrential storm the night before and apparently the roof had given its best effort, but failed.
The roofing company promised to be out to look over the situation between 9 and noon. In the meantime the rain had pretty much eased up, the floor was mopped, and things were under control. It wasn’t a pretty sight, but it was under control. Billy was working around the assorted catch pots and no one in the dining room suspected a thing. That is until Hannah (Banana), our new girl at Three Bags Full Cafe felt like it was her duty to tell flood stories to anyone who would listen.