*Wink*

WHY IN THE WORLD...
would I give up a sunny Saturday in the 70's to work in a kitchen behind a hot stove?

Read on.

I walked in the office.
Two chefs were talking.

Dave spins in his chair, smiles and folds his arms.
"So, Scott says the reason you don't want to work here is because HE isn't the one who asked you."

I half smile and look at Scott.

Scott looks at me and winks.

I say to Scott,
"You said you wouldn't tell."

We all crack up.
And...then work the next 7 hours.

Time flies when you work alongside people who don't take themselves too seriously.
*Wink*