Yesterday Boy Cook Zach, who is also Supervisor Zach, asked me to deck scrub a section of the dining room. I filled the mop bucket with water, got out the dry detergent and the deck scrub brush and pushed them out into the dining room. The Mexicans were sitting at the employee table and Pablo asked me to sit on his lap. I refused.
Right after that Zach called me for a food order, so when I went to the window to pick it up, I asked in my best whiney voice, “Pablo just asked me to sit on his lap. Do you think he will deck scrub for me if I do?”
Zach was rather offended and stomped out of the kitchen and to the employee table just in time to see Pablo pat his lap and ask me to sit down again. The fight was on. Zach told the Mexicans to either get to work or go home. They went home.
It really screwed us to be short 2 dishwashers, but on the other hand, the sexual harassment was getting pretty old. Apparently, they quit because they didn’t show up again tonight. Oh well, their season was over in a few days anyway.
I thought it was sweet for Zach to defend my honour like that. Little does he know, it’s been gone a long time.