Reply #39: Not fast, but Luby's!!!!! Gah!!!

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The job that convinced me that food service and I would NEVER combine successfully. The Luby's on Thousand Oaks in NE San Antonio.

After that, I moved into retail and never looked back. Everyone at Luby's pretty much starts as a bus girl. You had to watch these stupid videos on how to do it.

Wearing orange polyester and nurse's shoes, cleaning macaroni and cheese out of baby high chairs, wiping God knows what off of tables....one of the most disgusting things I EVER had to do for a buck.

Plus, the supervisor was this complete BITCH named Rose. I hated that woman with a purple passion.

One night, I got to sub for the gal at the bread and rolls counter on the line and thought I'd died and gone to heaven. But then it was back to bussing. I lasted approximately 2 weeks.

My last day was a Sunday (the busiest of the week, right after church). Rose had bitched at me for something, and that was it. I went home for lunch, and never went back. They kept calling my house, angry that I wasn't back yet, so I told em what they could do with the job.

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