As you may have noticed under the Sausage Links, my Ground Round webpage is back up and running. Huzzah. Reading through the entries for the first couple of weeks, I'm reminded of just how incredibly ridiculous that job was. Case in point, here's this passage from 6/25/02:
    "Tuesday, it was so slow that we got nailed for standing around, not looking busy. So we were given rags and told to wipe down all the chairs, and the table legs, and all of the drink menus. "Why the drink menus?" you ask? Because customers flip through them with their nasty, barbecue, sour cream, and salsa covered fingers. Now would you go to a friend's home for dinner, pick up a book, flip through it, leaving barbecue residue all over the place? Of course not. Would you let your children make a complete and total mess? Never. But at the GR, it's okay, because suckers like me are there to clean up afterward. Good times."