We had the food handlers permit class. It was mostly servers and just a few kitchen workers. I was there early and reading a novel and the room filled up **** loads of hostesses waitresses and bussers. Like only one server in like 20 is black. In the kitchen it’s like 50/50 but except for one black guy the chefs and managers are all white. Anyway, the whole place fills up and no one sits anywhere near me. It happens to me anytime there’s something like this. No one ever chooses to sit near me ever unless every other seat is taken. I do smell but that’s not why. I guess it’s a vibe I give off. After the place filled three work release kitchen black dudes showed up and sat at my table since it was the only one left. Two of the work release guys sat on the same small chair next to each other like middle school girls. I’m almost jealous of the dudes from prison because they’re always super close friends. And like 90% of the work release inmates are so nice. This guy has prison tats all over his face but he’s the gentlest, friendliest dude. Seriously, people in prison, jails, and halfway houses are the nicest people. When they fight they are so brutal but if you don’t have any beef with them they’re way cooler than like your typical good looking wait staff worker. Btw, I was amazed at how quiet and attentive everyone was during the class. At teacher staff meetings we typically ignored the presentation.
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