Sundays are usually a pretty busy day at work. Not that the rest of the weekend isn’t but on Sunday everyone waits until after church and we do the same amount of business in about three hours that we do in seven on Saturdays. Needless to say I am usually pretty busy and don’t have time for foolishness or small talk.

So I am right in the middle of cooking the fairly heavy lunch today, just humming right along and one of the waitresses comes up and stands between me and the other cook and starts talking about Electrolux vacuums. What?

Both of us just looked at her like she had lost her mind and kept on cooking. I suppose it could be worse. I’ve had to stop what I was doing to break up fights, put out fires, call the law and all other sorts of weirdness before. While strange it was certainly not the weirdest thing that’s ever happened at work.

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