we were late in getting into the Cafe this morning as the manger dis not show up until a half hour before opening. it seems that she had an avian situation at her house. What she thought was a baby swan had alighted on her porch and was trying to get into her house every time she opened her door. It turns out that this was a white duck, and what animal control believes to be, a domesticated white duck, hence the urgency to get indoors. This caused the keeper of the keys to be two hours late in opening up, thus shortening the full hour for set up into 15 minutes!!! And due to the rush, Ilduce was relegated to helping the cook carry up supplies from the basement. Did you know that a sealed bottle of sour milk can generate enough force to POP the cover off it's container thus showering an unsuspecting waiter with sour milk moments before he is due to serve lunch ?????
Despite this I walked home with more tips than I've ever made on a lunch shift. go figure. And as pay back for a good shift, I managed to find a friend interested in taking said homeless duck in. I happen to know a gay couple who rescued 3 ducks from the Public Gardens who, for whatever reason refused to migrate a few winters ago and were faced with freezing or starvation. They are all living happily oin the pond of my friend's property and are soon to have a new friend.
