@2) You had to put your hand partway in to cut the thing properly, but it looked like... a bloodbath in there. God knows, whirring blades would come out of nowhere and turn my hand into cranberry sauce.
Dudes! Laser Zepplin at the Pacific Science theatre this Sunday? Right after that is Laser Dirge (featuring the music of Tool). OMG - Thursday night is Laser MIchael Jackson?
That beats hanging out at QFC any day, even with Cranberries and Brie!
I used to work at the QFC in University Village, and would occasionally be assigned to "demo" food items. These particular kinds of display are a cost-effective way to sample items without a worker nearby. There's ice in that black bowl underneath, keeping that cheese at 40 degrees or below (in theory, but perhaps not reality). The dome is meant to prevent the spread of germs, but unless customers rotate the dome after each sample, there's a "weak spot" in that seemingly impenetrable plasticine defense.
A few times, I was assigned to demo products for the meat department. This was slightly more interesting, because I got to cook meats on a mini-grill and serve them, instead of just standing around and waiting for customers. Once, a girl my age kept talking to me for about 5 minutes or so (most interactions are over in a few seconds--greet, offer food, customer takes bite, says thanks, walks away). I didn't know a polite way to ask her to leave without offending her (customer service), so I kept chatting in a way that I thought was sending out "not interested" signals. Eventually, she noticed my wedding ring on under my safety gloves, asked if I was married, and walked a way after a couple more moments of polite conversation.
It was a very strange experience. Thankfully, this cheese tray will never have to go through anything like this, and my days at Quality Food Centers are over.
Although that display puts me in mind of one of the Saw posters, I am going to state for the record the absolute impossibility that gus has dandruff...I mean, really.
gus, you are not helping, here. Please maintain the illusion that you are Seattle's answer to Benedict Cumberbatch, in all his curl-tossing glory. Hmph.
I knew it! I knew your blog-imagined hair wouldn't let me down! Thank you for that admission, or I would have been having Slog-mares all night... (I was going to make a Lauren Bacall Canuck-whistling joke, but my brain isn't functioning properly...I should probably just go to bed... :(
It is, indeed, morning gus, as I awake (yay, school holidays and a sketchy work schedule!) strangely unrested (who would be, after reading Slog before bed?) For some reason, I am just now remembering the habit of my famously frugal sister-in-law, who would take her children to Costco on a Saturday morning so they could fill up on food samples...she would have loved your QFC.
That beats hanging out at QFC any day, even with Cranberries and Brie!
A few times, I was assigned to demo products for the meat department. This was slightly more interesting, because I got to cook meats on a mini-grill and serve them, instead of just standing around and waiting for customers. Once, a girl my age kept talking to me for about 5 minutes or so (most interactions are over in a few seconds--greet, offer food, customer takes bite, says thanks, walks away). I didn't know a polite way to ask her to leave without offending her (customer service), so I kept chatting in a way that I thought was sending out "not interested" signals. Eventually, she noticed my wedding ring on under my safety gloves, asked if I was married, and walked a way after a couple more moments of polite conversation.
It was a very strange experience. Thankfully, this cheese tray will never have to go through anything like this, and my days at Quality Food Centers are over.
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And don't believe what I said, it's all naturally curly floppy hair for me. I was just Canuck-whistling you.