Wednesday, December 29, 2010

"Thanks!! Appreciate It!!"


Friday Morning and this mother and son are in love with their server. Like really in love, buying dozens and dozens of cupcakes, constantly watching and smiling at her, gushing about every refill of water and coffee. When they came back the second day, it became clear that the mother was trying to hook up her son with their server, talking constantly about his many qualities. Unfortunately on the third consecutive day the crush was broken due to different server helping them.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

The Man Who Just Wanted Pie


Poor Fellow. It was a sad Friday Morning. It was clear that he was under restrictions. We all wanted to pound on his chest and tell him "LEAVE HER!! YOU DESERVE BETTER! YOU CAN HAVE PIE!!" But he wasn't even allowed to look at us, nor talk to us. Poor Fellow, we hope he finds a way out and she finds a therapist.


Works Hard for our Money


We work hard for our money. Not only are we on our feet for hours walking back and forth, carrying and leveling pounds worth of food but we also handle angry and undeserving customers. During our high energy work out session, we use our memory skills, maintain positive attitudes and still find the strength to bounce back from 10% tippers and negative energy. We are an unknown hero maintaining the cool, you've just never noticed because we do a great job.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Creamer? Creamer!


Serious discussions on Friday Morning. Listened into this little number.

"Seriously what makes it cream-er?" Once you open the cream family, it could be whipping cream, non dairy creamer.. its generic."

"Youre over thinking it."

Monday, November 22, 2010

Lid in Soup


Friday Morning is not looking so good for me. I guess customers don't enjoy it when you deliver their soup with a lid in it. You have to believe me it was an accident, I'd never intentionally hide a small plastic lid in there. I understand that this is upsetting but please wipe off your mustache before yelling your chicken bits all over me.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

What do you need her for?


Just another Friday Morning. Three people sit at the bar, the couple separated by the females friend? Straight off a flight from Australia. Friend? in the middle proceed to force shots on Aussie boyfriend and then say this little number to him about his female friend/Aussies girlfriend. She says nothing.
Friday Morning Zine.

Monday, November 1, 2010

I don't think we're going to make it today.



Friday Morning Again. Only today I don't think we're going to make it. Arms, legs, whatever body part they can raise, are in the air. Friday Mornings are not filled with those who like to enjoy their meal.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

No saltines no tip

It's Friday Morning, Watch out. This kind gentleman decided that since we're a restaurant that serves soup bread instead of crackers, his wife should not leave the coins that she was going to leave for a tip. Exact words, "Don't leave such a big tip!" with a flick of the wrist to send the salt shaker flying. Crackers are everything.



the smell that lasted


It's a smelly Friday and not just because the kitchen is cutting onions. A Nagchampa bomb occurred in the form of a young man and lasted the entire shift. All for the smell of spices, but if you can cause the servers to cough because of the load you put on, you put on a stink bomb.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Everybody is Funny


Oh dear, its everybody is funny Friday. One fellow explains how hilarious it is to be the only man kicked out of Ma Fishers by 3 in the afternoon. While another fellow has a great joke about not wanted to eat a to-go box because he's too full. Hilarious.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Sheldon and the Misses

Sheldon and the Misses. A kind elderly couple that is still super hip. The Misses says things like "This is the shit!" while Sheldon stays quiet until he'd like more coffee. A pleasure to serve and see the lively elders.

Intro to Friday Morning Zine and Bluespruce Goose

Here we go,

I am bluespruce Goose, friend of babies, toddlers and the artists of service industry workers. I am a service industry artist as well as the nanny of your child. I am involved in the most intimate of your moments whether it's teaching your child to sign or, along with my service industry co-artists, we hear the secrets shared between you and your loved one at dinner.

Through the experiences that we capture at work we can show you what it look like, looking in from an outside perspective. Some of you are amazing, some terrible and some just think you are super funny.

This is a one panel zine composed of real experiences that we have had, maybe with you or you're friend, or a blind date. It's meant to be related to, laughed at or be enlightened by. Mainly it's made to help us, service industry artists, get through a tough day of serving. Somehow interesting exchanges always happen on Fridays, therefore the zine is created every Friday leading to the name of Friday Morning Zines.

We hope you enjoy them.