Today it’s time to introduce just a few of the sweethearts I work with daily because frankly, they won’t stop pestering me to do it ever since I wrote about me and my clowns.  (If you don’t know these lovely people, some of the jokes may be lost for which I’m sorry.  This blog-post is really for them.)

Here they are, in all their glory:

1. The gorgeous, tall, long-limbed beauty who’s all elegance (until she trips over her own legs, bless).
2. The tall dark handsome male with brooding eyes and the most cheerful, uplifting positive attitude you’ve ever come across.
3. The baby of the group who’s probably the most mature and responsible of us all (aside from her funny obsession with Micky Mouse);
4. The cheeky pup, who frequently makes the most inappropriate and outlandish statements, the kind that would nearly make your eyes fall out of your head with shock.  We probably shouldn’t encourage him by laughing all the time…
5. The other tall dark handsome male with equally brooding eyes, the ability to walk for days and who sings a lot about wanting to go home (he must be singing about the wild West of Ireland, cause he totally absolutely and completely loves his job, especially on the crazy days….).
6. The dark-haired Sporty Spice, who some days switches over to Scary Spice.  She’s ever-so-slightly bossy but feck it, somebody has to be able to stand up to the Master Clown when he’s in Beast Mode; I think the G-Force from his bellowing would send me rocketing into next week; she somehow channels the ferocious energy and propels it right back at him (showdowns like these only tend to happen when some bozo takes the wrong food to the wrong customer in the middle of the ‘blitzkrieg’ of busy lunches… what an idiot).
7. The laddo who’s the luckiest person in the world because he has a veritable, real and genuine Mini Me – no joke.  Now to be fair, his Mini Me isn’t so hot on the whole acting grown up thing yet, you know, things like making coherent sentences and not pooping in his pants etc.  On second thoughts, maybe having a Mini Me isn’t quite what I was thinking.  Still super cute though.
8. And then there’s Miss Blondie whose laughter rings around the restaurant like pop music after she rocks up in her nifty little girl-racer Ford Ka.  She’s another one who can be ever so slightly bossy but I’m sure Sporty Spice needs her support in managing all us minions.  Miss Blondie – or Kazzeeeeea as most customers call her – loves reading and going on holidays and seems to do quite a lot of both.  Wait, what, me – jealous??? (yeah a little…)
9. Which leaves only one and frankly, this guy deserves a post all of his own; talks faster than a chipmunk on speed, is a better source of gossip than all the tabloids put together and flirts shamelessly with every customer he greets, male or female.  (Of course, he blatantly denies it, but who else has been stopped in Dunnes Stores car-park by a random customer inquiring about restaurant opening hours?)  He seems to live on a diet solely of oranges, scones and red bull and is quite possessive of the daily newspaper; wittier than all the clowns in the kitchen (except perhaps Master Head Clown on a good day) this young chap is the sunshine of my working shifts; when he’s not there, everything’s a little dull.  And how could it not be when he might randomly proclaim “to beef, or not to beef” on entering the kitchen or ask who the “winner” is when inquiring about what table to drop food to.  Some people were born to make you giggle – this guy is one of them.

Besides my lovely boss (who is safe from this post given I’d like to keep my job a while longer) that is my “work family”, a bunch of the funniest, nicest and most hardworking people I know.  My job is incredibly stressful at times, boring and annoying at others, but with this crowd around me, I usually leave work with a big smile on my face.  Of course, that’s also because I’m finally finished my shift and am free to go, but regardless – I work with an awesome bunch of people and this post was written for them.

Ciao darlings!

Lizzie xxx