Friday, December 24, 2010

Who's The Jack In The Box Guy

day 10

The whole camp is in an uproar! The children of the camp school cheer and hold each other's hands, young girls make wreaths from frost flowers and throw them old men who dance with their snow shovels in the street tango, too - a festive mood has even risen.
are obviously the strong men of the Construction Department had pushed deep into the very rock of the surrounding mountains, and they have discovered a great treasure. It is earthy, despite pollution to even see gorgeous shimmering, golden yellow and is reflected in a Viefalt of traditional and mysterious forms, it still adheres to the rich aroma of a long life, deep beneath the earth to him - never before has it felt so lucky! And everyone must be part of it!

frenetically was allowed to rest for work ...

... because what was being brought to light was: a giant pile of potatoes!


Our teacher is now in great W. Fri alert! This must be the day on which they had prepared their whole life long. The hard training in East and West German canteens, all the hardships that such a 24-hour job with it brings the didactic training, overtime in the office, now it will pay off!

you respond professionally and efficiently without exception, all kitchen workers are sent to peel potatoes in the kitchen, ran, every now! No matter whether old or young, whether strong or weak - the potatoes have gone! Only the former gangster, the Soviet and the chef will still remain short: Brainstorming is a must! We need potato dishes, as many and fast. Soup? Takes too much time. Lasagne? Too expensive! How about dumplings? While we had last week already.
Finally, they agree on boiled potatoes, and similar buffer Gutdeutsch Bauernskost forms. These fried some sausages and processed vegetable scraps to the potato salad - a big feast is coming up.

The remaining service staff cleans the floors and windows, wiping the dust, polish the silverware. Those who do still nothing is reassigned to take breaks and drinking coffee in the canteen: In no case will now dilute in any loitering These moments make the perfect impression Triebsamkeit. An hour later


: While most still with the cleaning, peeling, cutting, and correction Place employs our staple food # 1, I sit with the fairy and her core competence team Table. Our tasks are done for now. Whilst we must prepare additional 12 clock a long-planned Christmas party for 20 people, but come first clock 11:30 into the appropriate room. Our teacher has packed the work delusion: it gives us back exercises - a 5-course meal, we will work out. The fee can not be put out of will, decided to first recover from the strain, it also has back pain. Your Kumpanin mentioned in passing that she spoils her partner almost every day after work with a back massage and it comes naturally to the only logical link: a 20-minute back massage, while sitting.

The gentle masseuse has strong hands and knows her craft very well, the fairy is sitting quite still, and can be processed with relish, while channeling their still unbroken communication needs in the keyboard of their mobile phone. An atmosphere of peace and happiness spread. The upside down by a massive wooden door soft and comfortable rattling, rattling, humming and murmuring from the nearby canteen the downright melodious silence not in the least.

around the two domains deutschtümlicher femininity in their peaceful togetherness as not to disturb, I take up a book. The present older men (who still seem to find is seems), however, in view of the hidden here in front of him, exposing a little queasy eroticism of being in the belly, but he remains at his post, says nothing, does nothing, looks just shy over and over again.

O blossom that hangs
in the tremulous air! O blossom with lips of snow!

The rest of the day is over now quickly. Table and place setting for the Christmas party are set up quickly. For the large potato meal, we set up specifically handle a room that normally serves as a support classroom. He has small basement windows with external shutters are dimmed, the floor was not mopped for months and is übersäät with chalk dust.
I open the shutters and the windows let in fresh air, nice Algerians me has, meanwhile, on the rolling table in Arabic calligraphy, a
We have added a few tables and chairs from another classroom, in which straight (or the smoky smell of Judging for quite some time) make four old construction worker break, crossword puzzles to solve, one eats Fettbemmen. We rearrange the tables to a large square (with gap) are situated in the center of two tables as a potato buffet. A little later, well after, and after the pots, pans, Bowls and plates with the fragrant potato approached with food, through the long corridors, past the construction workers break room.

One of the construction workers scents prey (even though his door was because of the really, despite being tipped window closed very nasty and somewhat mysterious stench always) occurs in the hallway and asks if he can not try and by the gutriechenden potato dishes, because he had hungry and possess no money to get a lunch for 2.50 € in the canteen to buy. He is a skinny, short man of indeterminate age, speaks in a polite and obsequious tone and evokes sympathy in me. I promise him my boss or any of the asking chefs and promise him that we intended to supply very little will be left.

philanderer This is our teacher familiar. He was notoriously known never to have money and everyone to beg for his food, she got lost some time ago to be patient with him - everybody get the money from the office he needs to live, you have to be money divided just and may not all spend on alcohol, tobacco and other strong desires - that he should finally learn times.
I propose to introduce a course "good social life with money" in the camp, which is practiced so successfully in so many primary schools.

remains at the end but still quite a lot of the potato supply left, the poor man gets his alms and warps in gratitude like back in the smoke-filled break room.

♥ Use time but the toilet brush!! ♥

And the last but please make out the light.

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