At first I was mad that I would still have to work when everyone else gets two paid weeks off. But then they explained that the reason food service workers will still be expected to report for work is that we have a lot of kids in our district that qualify for free school lunch. For a lot of these kids, the food they get at school may be the only meals they get during the week. We have to keep feeding these kids, not only because they deserve to eat, but also because if they aren’t eating, their immune systems will take a hit and they could be more at risk for COVID-19.
Even though I would love two weeks off to rest, I feel proud to be a lunch lady and to be feeding these kids who need it!
Edit: Wow, wow, wow! I really didn’t expect this post to get so much attention! Thank you all so much for your kind words and encouragement! I posted this with the intent to let people know that kids from low-income families will be fed, at least in many places that are closing schools, because I... keep reading on reddit ➡
I’m not a super healthy person. At school for lunch, I usually get cheese fries. I know, very unhealthy. But one of my friends sure likes to steal my fries, as well as food from our other friends at the table. He’ll grab a bit from our trays and eat it when we’re not looking sometimes. It’s not usually a lot; it’s more so just a nuisance. So I had an idea. My friend who likes to snatch our food sometimes is Muslim, and he keeps halal. Our school cafeteria gives us the option to get bacon on our fries too (I love America). I wouldn’t get bacon on my fries otherwise, but I would rather do that than set a precedent of my friend stealing my food. When I first sat down at our table, he said “What the fuck man? Why’d you do that?” My friends sided with him. They said I went too far by not “respecting” his dietary restrictions. Too which I replied, “his dietary restrictions shouldn’t matter if he doesn’t eat my food”. I think I was totally in the right to do that, but my friends just thought... keep reading on reddit ➡
My girlfriend and I are from two different neighbouring countries. I am from Hungary and she is from Slovakia. We communicate in English, but naturally we have begun slowly learning each other’s languge. As I learn more and more words and phrases, I like to put what I know already to use and speak to her family in Slovak whenever I can (they speak English as well, so I don’t have to do this).
When I learned that ‘na obed’ is their equivalent of ‘for lunch’, I was making a lot of stupid jokes by prepending random words that I know to this construct. I mostly made this ‘jokes’ to her and her sister. However, this one time I saw her mother preparing some seeds for the birds they keep in the living room. Having previously learned that ‘bird’ is ‘ftak’ in Slovak, I thought this was a perfect opportunity for me to present my knowledge of the language.
So I asked her, smiling: ‘Obed na ftak?’
Then this genius idea crossed my mind to make a stupid joke: ‘…or ftak na obed?’
My gf’s older... keep reading on reddit ➡
My father(48) and I(24) work at the same university. He is a prof and I work in internationals. But our departments are very close to each other geographically. We don't have the same surname and don't look very much alike. So it's not like people know we are family. Another thing is that my father is deaf on one ear and sometimes won't hear people when they are on his "bad" side or if he is running to the lab with his headphone on.
Okay now to the part where I might be TA. We had just had lunch and were comming back from the cafeteria and I met my coworker who was standing there with some other people. She waved me over and they were all snickering. I asked what was up and they began telling me things about my dad that made my blood boil. One of the girls (an intern who happens to be one of the students of my father) was ranting about how my father was an asshole who ignored her this morning ans basically accused him of being a sexist. Before I could interfere and lift the misunderst... keep reading on reddit ➡
I never understood why McDonald’s doesn’t have all day lunch. Their breakfast food isn’t as good as their lunch food, and I’m personally never in the mood for soggy pancakes. When I go to McDonald’s, I want some hot nuggets and fries. I don’t know anyone who, at 3 in the afternoon, says, “hey, I want McDonald’s pancakes!”
It would be different if they were still in separate times, but what’s the point in waiting for lunch time? They should just serve all of the food at the same time.
Had forgotten about this story until the other day when I was chatting with a friend I went to high school with... it's silly, but I think it fits. (tl;dr at the end.)
It was the late nineties, I was still wearing too much flannel and continuing my historical trend of keeping books from the library much too long. I had a paper due for my sophomore Global Studies class, so I naturally took out more books than I could read, wrote the essay, and completely forgot about the books piled in the corner of my bedroom. After a series of overdue slips sent to my homeroom, I eventually did return the four or five book one sunny afternoon in the anonymous drop book during a study period. Promptly moved on to bigger and better things.
About two weeks later, I was called down to the assistant principal's office in that space of time before classes officially started that was reserved for one thing and one thing only - the reprobates and delinquents were in trouble. I walked the halls thinking tha... keep reading on reddit ➡
(Obligatory not my experience but a friends)
My best friend works in a pharmacy, and during this whole crisis, her hours have gone through the roof, she has been working non stop, as have her coworkers, and I am so proud of her. To deal with the fact that she is now working 60-70 hours +, the store has been shutting for an hours lunch break. They have put signs up telling people about the changes, but no one ever seems to read them, so they had a worker stand outside the front of the shop, to politely inform customers that they were closed.
Enter the entitled parent.
She began by asking why they were shut, which is fair enough. When the worker went on to explain that there was now an obligatory lunch break due to the huge increase in hours because of the virus, she went deadly serious and started ranting about how she was single mum, and how she does way more hours than that. Deadly serious, having a go at a pharmacy worker, a key worker, during a pandemic.
I get that being a s... keep reading on reddit ➡
I don't post to reddit often, but I just remembered a funny little petty revenge story from middle school.
It was a fairly normal public school, on the smaller side. Lunches were only 30 minutes long, there were about just over 100 kids in a single lunch period, and we were all pretty tame kids.
At lunch, we had "lunch aides". They were laddies who patrolled the lunch room, keeping an eye on us, pulling the "bad kids" out to the office etc. They would also check your lunch card before lining you up along the wall behind the cafeteria into a separate door that led into the lines where you'd get your food. They would only call one table at a time to get food, and the next table couldn't go until everyone was back and seated from the first. They would snap at you if you made a mistake, and if you lost or broke your lunch card they made you go sit down and wait until the very last of the other kids had gotten their food. I was one of those who lost their card and had to wait 15 minutes... keep reading on reddit ➡
I feel horrible about it. I felt hot and nervous the moment I did it. It was also pretty packed so I feel like someone saw me and is going to tell her then she tells everyone about it then my reputation is ruined. I'm also one of the quiet kids, so people probably think I'm a creep already. She's also one of the popular girls so word would get out faster. And the worst thing about it is that we've known each other since elementary school and we're on good terms. We don't really talk but there was one time she gave me a ride home because it was like, 20 degrees. I deleted the picture almost immediately and don't want to do something like that again. I really hope she doesn't find out. If she does, what do I do? I want to be completely honest with her and say I never want to do that ever again but I don't think she'll take it well. It's been eating at me all afternoon. I only have like 4 months of high school left so maybe it won't be so bad, but still. It doesn't feel good.
I'm not a war hero, I'm not first responder, I'm just a service worker unlucky enough to be working during this living hell. I spend most of my day paranoid that I'm going to infect elderly customers or my boss and the anxiety is REALLY starting to take its toll.
I don't want to be told how lucky I am to still have a job, I don't want to be told how thankful you are that we're still open. Right now, my best bet at saving my own sanity is for the company to decide to shut my location down due to lack of business.
Please just bring a sandwich to work, I really don't want to indirectly get somebody killed.
Throwaway for anonymity.
I (20s F) started a new office job a little over a month ago. Hours of 9-5, pay for 7.5 hours so there’s no pay for a 1/2 hour break. For the first while, I was not taking any break and leaving at 4:30. My supervisor pulled me aside after a couple weeks of that and said they would prefer I not do that unless I had an appointment as they wanted their employees to be there during the 9-5 period.
To me that kind of sucked but was fair enough. If they didn’t want me to leave until 5, I can respect that. So I started leaving at the typical time and taking 1/2 hour break in the day sometime between 12 and 2 instead.
Today at about 1:15 I was heading out the door for lunch when my supervisor stopped me and said she had a task she needed me to do. I told her I would do it once I got back as I was going for lunch. She looked confused. She said she thought I didn’t take a lunch break. I told her I wasn’t before as I was leaving early instead but as they didn’t want... keep reading on reddit ➡
Ten years later, at age 50, the friends once again discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because the waitresses were attractive. The food and service was good and the beer selection was excellent.
Ten years later, at age 60, the friends again discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because there was plenty of parking, they could dine in peace and quiet with no loud music, and it was good value for money.
Ten years later, at age 70, the friends discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because the restaurant was wheelchair accessible and had a toilet for the disabled.
Ten years later, at age 80, the friends discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because they had never been there before.
I finished work at 8pm nzt and started playing.... It's now 3.40am! I didn't think I'd care so much about parsnips and potatos. I also never thought I'd enjoy fishing so much or prayed it would rain everyday......