Urban Life
The tale of the confused bar tender, the heroic chef and the ingenious waiter…
Here at the Urban Reef we have a wonderfully stocked and terribly organised store room containing a walk in fridge for all our cold meats and milk etc. The only down side to this magnificently equipped little room is that it is located on the third floor, potentially as far away from the staff and kitchen as possible.
So with that in mind allow me to set the scene. It is a beautiful sunny Saturday and the bar has run out of ice, I’m called over by the bartender and once the situation has been explained to me I am willing and happy to trek the two flights of stairs to the little store room in an attempt to aid glasses with ice and you guys with ice cold drinks. ‘Back in second I cry to the bartender and other staff.’
Little did I know it was not to be a second at all. Ten minutes later I am still in the store room, locked in. Panic has not set in yet, but just as I feel it creeping through my body I have a very bright idea indeed. You see, I carry a hand held ordering pad, it is designed to increase the speed of taking a customer’s order and links directly to the kitchen and bar printers.
Feeling like Tom Cruise from Mission impossible and with a wry smile of my face, I send an sos order of chips to the kitchen printer with a simple yet effective message
‘HELP IM TRAPPED IN THE STORE ROOM PLEASE GET ME OUT’
My message is received and within moments a kind chef has come to my rescue, of course finding the whole experience hilarious. The bar tender was not as understanding, all the same I was out and relieved to be free again.
The next day, someone said to me, ‘where’s Jen?’ to which I replied ‘I don’t know’ My manager simply said to me ‘it’s just I asked her to get some candles from the store room but that was 15 minutes ago.’