Sac Arrow
Touchdown! Greaser!
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So I was sitting at the table drinking my cup of coffee and reading the latest issue of the San Francisco Bay Guardian. For those unfamilar, it's an alternative Bay Area newspaper with a political bent that is, well, not something I identify with personally but it's always interesting to hear the other side plus the 420 and adult services ads are always very entertaining.
My Korean has really turned this place around. Well okay she's not my Korean, technically she's someone else's Korean. So I guess she's "The Korean." Anyway, the shelves are lined with all these fancy French confections, most of which I can't even spell let alone pronounce. I can't really call them donuts. This place doesn't have a single donut in it. They have lots of croissants. I can spell and pronounce those. And Strudels. That's German I guess. And those dark chocolate filled croissant things which would be good but the chocolate is actually kind of bitter. People that like them, really like them. Snob appeal I guess. But like the Korean, I can't touch any of that stuff. Now that said, I HAVE broke down and ate their egg, bacon and cheese bagel sandwiches a couple times. And paid for it too by the way. Those are REALLY good. As I headed towards the restroom with my free magazine proudly in hand (yeah I know, I'm advertising it's going to be a while, I'm not ashamed) something else occurs to me.
Nobody comes in any more to clean the restrooms.
Let me explain what I mean by that. I mean the restrooms are getting cleaned, there are no issues with that, but during the previous owner's regime, every morning, like clockwork, a large van would show up and a uniformed employee would get out and perform a contract toilet cleaning operation. She, or sometimes occasionally a he, would come in, placard the restrooms as closed for cleaning, scrub the toilets, spray some stuff on the urinal and throw one of those rubber odor disk things down there, and then leave. They didn't clean the sinks, they didn't mop the floor, they don't do mirrors. Nothing else. Maybe they put soap and paper in the dispensers. I'm not even sure they were the ones that did that.
That made.... zero sense to me. SOMEONE was doing the janitorial. Mopping the floors, cleaning the tables, cleaning the kitchen, and the bathroom countertops, floors, mirrors, everything EXCEPT the toilets. It seems to me that you are either contracting the janitorial, or you aren't. I mean we aren't talking about some sort of specialized industrial sanitation operation. We're talking about cleaning the toilets in the restroom. Not rows and rows of them. Just a total of three and one urinal for both restrooms. Well I'm assuming there are two toilets in the ladies room. There might be a urinal in there too. I mean we are in the Bay Area. I liken the operation to... a Keurig coffee maker. We got one three or four months ago. It's a vile, evil, wasteful machine. It encourages complacency. It decreases productivity. Well okay that part is probably not true. But no other food service operation I've observed does that. They are big enough that they have a dedicated janitorial staff. If they aren't, then the lowest ranking cashier girl or burger dude is in there cleaning them. I seent it myself.
I think baby woke up and smelled the coffee (the place is a coffee shop you know) and realized that a) I'm paying a small fortune to have a uniformed contractor perform approximately ten minutes of work, b) It gets done once a day, in the morning, and that's it, and c) if someone has an anal explosion, I'm cleaning it up myself anyway. Well not myself, but I'll probably send either the Latina expresso operator* or the Vietnamese baker to do it.
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*Oh don't get me started. The term "Barista" is pretentious to the point of vulgarity. This place a) loathes Starbucks, and b) has a French Vietnamese motif. I think Barista is an Italian word. Oh and yes I know I misspelled "espresso". I did that intentional that time. Not because I dislike Italians or Italian culture, but denigrating this place with another Starbucks reference is more than I can tolerate.
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I think.... I have invented a new form of editorial communication. The nested rant!! I wonder if there is a market for that?
So I was sitting at the table drinking my cup of coffee and reading the latest issue of the San Francisco Bay Guardian. For those unfamilar, it's an alternative Bay Area newspaper with a political bent that is, well, not something I identify with personally but it's always interesting to hear the other side plus the 420 and adult services ads are always very entertaining.
My Korean has really turned this place around. Well okay she's not my Korean, technically she's someone else's Korean. So I guess she's "The Korean." Anyway, the shelves are lined with all these fancy French confections, most of which I can't even spell let alone pronounce. I can't really call them donuts. This place doesn't have a single donut in it. They have lots of croissants. I can spell and pronounce those. And Strudels. That's German I guess. And those dark chocolate filled croissant things which would be good but the chocolate is actually kind of bitter. People that like them, really like them. Snob appeal I guess. But like the Korean, I can't touch any of that stuff. Now that said, I HAVE broke down and ate their egg, bacon and cheese bagel sandwiches a couple times. And paid for it too by the way. Those are REALLY good. As I headed towards the restroom with my free magazine proudly in hand (yeah I know, I'm advertising it's going to be a while, I'm not ashamed) something else occurs to me.
Nobody comes in any more to clean the restrooms.
Let me explain what I mean by that. I mean the restrooms are getting cleaned, there are no issues with that, but during the previous owner's regime, every morning, like clockwork, a large van would show up and a uniformed employee would get out and perform a contract toilet cleaning operation. She, or sometimes occasionally a he, would come in, placard the restrooms as closed for cleaning, scrub the toilets, spray some stuff on the urinal and throw one of those rubber odor disk things down there, and then leave. They didn't clean the sinks, they didn't mop the floor, they don't do mirrors. Nothing else. Maybe they put soap and paper in the dispensers. I'm not even sure they were the ones that did that.
That made.... zero sense to me. SOMEONE was doing the janitorial. Mopping the floors, cleaning the tables, cleaning the kitchen, and the bathroom countertops, floors, mirrors, everything EXCEPT the toilets. It seems to me that you are either contracting the janitorial, or you aren't. I mean we aren't talking about some sort of specialized industrial sanitation operation. We're talking about cleaning the toilets in the restroom. Not rows and rows of them. Just a total of three and one urinal for both restrooms. Well I'm assuming there are two toilets in the ladies room. There might be a urinal in there too. I mean we are in the Bay Area. I liken the operation to... a Keurig coffee maker. We got one three or four months ago. It's a vile, evil, wasteful machine. It encourages complacency. It decreases productivity. Well okay that part is probably not true. But no other food service operation I've observed does that. They are big enough that they have a dedicated janitorial staff. If they aren't, then the lowest ranking cashier girl or burger dude is in there cleaning them. I seent it myself.
I think baby woke up and smelled the coffee (the place is a coffee shop you know) and realized that a) I'm paying a small fortune to have a uniformed contractor perform approximately ten minutes of work, b) It gets done once a day, in the morning, and that's it, and c) if someone has an anal explosion, I'm cleaning it up myself anyway. Well not myself, but I'll probably send either the Latina expresso operator* or the Vietnamese baker to do it.
[RANT]
*Oh don't get me started. The term "Barista" is pretentious to the point of vulgarity. This place a) loathes Starbucks, and b) has a French Vietnamese motif. I think Barista is an Italian word. Oh and yes I know I misspelled "espresso". I did that intentional that time. Not because I dislike Italians or Italian culture, but denigrating this place with another Starbucks reference is more than I can tolerate.
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I think.... I have invented a new form of editorial communication. The nested rant!! I wonder if there is a market for that?
maybe a pool deck ?
