I have a lot of good memories working in food service. If I had been paying attention, I probably would have been married to some nice little dub sister by now (this according to a fellow fader dub who told me I was blind back then).... of course, it also means I probably would still be slaving for the Borg... ah the tradeoffs...heh heh
I remember, though not being an MS or elder at different points, I was almost always the first one at the Assembly Hall and starting to prep the kitchen and refreshment stands...I had a routine...we even had a separate ice cream area...soft serve and maybe scoop (hard) ice cream for awhile. One year, I remember that we had some leftover (real) strawberry topping...someone had left it out too long...that Sunday after lunch, as we were cleaning up...we "Discovered" our strawberry topping was.....ummm....fermented...yep. ..there were 3 of us and we sure did eat the entire container of alcoholic strawberry topping....dont remember the assembly, but the topping was excellent...
Another year, and I may have told this story before, I was working literature depot across the parking lot. Assembly hall overseer was gone that weekend, a committee brother was filling in,,,,didnt know the first thing about food service (or the intricacies of running an assembly hall). Another brother (Joe for the purpose of the story) and I were working the depot, there was an assembly going on..so I told him..hey...go get us a couple of bowls of ice cream..... Joe came back with no ice cream and a funny look on his face...this was the Saturday of a one-day SAD....he said "{Snakes}, the ice cream machine was emptied...looks like they tried to clean it..." I went over and checked...someone had emptied the machine...instead of leaving it on and full for the other side of the circuit coming in on Sunday....problem is...they had not pulled the machines apart...nor had they run sanitizer through them....
so when the other brother helping me came over...we pulled out one of the spigots..sure enough....things had already started growing in the machine...we told the committee brother (lets call him Idiot)...who at first did not believe us (we were early 20s if I recall)...he told us, just put it back together and fill the machine with soft serve!!!! Joe and I knew what would happen if that were allowed...apparently Idiot Committee Brother didnt know anything about the 2 soft serve machines... so Joe (who had some experience in his family's restaurant with the machines) and I (who had both helped in assembling, dissassembling, and sanitizing these particular machines)...we spent about 6 hours taking the machines apart, carefully noting how the parts went...cleaned and sanitized them, and finally, finally got the machines together about 10pm... Imagine the food poisoning if they had dumped soft serve in those machines the next day! ::gag::
I remember the hot burritos...I never did get the hot meals on trays...I think I was scrounging for tickets on the floor to get what food I could get (and I think that is why I started volunteering in food service..to be able to eat)
Anyone remember the hot hot district assemblies in Springfield, Illinois at the racetrack (horse race that is)? One summer, sometime in the 1970s...it was very very hot..I think this was a 5 day...I dont remember going to a 7 or 8 day... 100+ degrees..flies big as saucers from the nearby stables and livestock areas.... I had the best job in the food tent...my job was to reach into these huge steel drums full of ice and get canned sodas and hand them to the servers.... dont remember much else about those assemblies....except the orchestra...and the time the drama on Noah got rained on...classic line "I have never seen it rain before" (as Noah was reaching out, arms outstreched to the sky, laughing his ass off as he was soaking wet, rain pouring down on him)
Or the 1978 International at the old Busch Stadium in St. Louis, MO (the one where the brothers erected a a big globe on a tower in the outfield...120 degrees on the field...nothing like men in suits, women in nice dresses and heels, walking across flaming hot Astroturf! Except for the yellow field service bags, I dont remember anything else about that convention...
some memories are good..but they need to remain where they are...in the past...no new memories needed... besides, the GB has sucked all the fun out of the conventions...
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