Mice, Shmice...I Want My Tacos!!!

This blog is to serve as an opportunity for me to share some of the ridiculous stories I have from my years of working in the service industry. Please feel free to post any of yours, as well. These stories don't necessarily come from a place of anger and frustration. Sometimes, I am simply laughing at people because let's face it - people are idiots, especially when they are hungry.

I thought I would start with a story from my very first serving job in college. I worked at a Mexican restaurant in Lawrence, KS, just off the University of Kansas campus. This place was actually more of a nightclub/shithole that happened to serve chips and salsa to really drunk people to keep them from getting sick all over the place. All in all, it was a pretty fun gig. My co-workers were fun and my manager let me drink after work, even though I was underage!

That year, over winter break, I decided to work over the holidays and make a little extra cash. There were only a handful of us who stayed in Lawrence over the break, so we ended up working just about every night over those few weeks. All of us were scheduled for the day after Christmas. The night started off pretty chill, and then BAM, we got hit!!! We ran our asses off trying to keep up! We were all doing relatively well until the kitchen printer broke; and then the bar printer broke. We were having to hand write the orders for both the bar and the kitchen the rest of the night. And if that wasn't enough...

The power went out. That's right, the electricity went dead throughout the entire restaurant. We had no idea what was going on. Suddenly, people were screaming, children were crying, drinks were being spilled, fist fights errupted (not really, but you get the picture). Actually, most everyone figured the lack of light was our version of mood lighting. People are so stupid.

Once the night was over and we had cleaned up, our manager came over and told us what happened. He explained that MICE had been eating through the electrical lines. They had slowly chewed their way through the soul of the restaurant, causing the entire place to shut down. Seriously? Fucking gross. What restaurant loses power due to an infestation of mice? That's the type of thing that only happens in third world countries...or Denny's.

We all knew it was only a matter of time after that incident, until the place would close its doors to the public. A few months later, we arrived at work to find the doors locked and a "CLOSED" sign on the door. With that, we bid farewell to Dos Hombres.