the sticker game

ahh yes, the sticker game.  our prep guy is an absolute master of the sticker game.  he can get me five or six times in a shift and i can't ever seem to get him.  lemme explain...our feta and our goat cheese come with sheets of stickers (in case you break it down to smaller amounts and sell it) and all we ever do with them is try to stick them on eachother's back.  it's very similar to flour hands.  see, we all have to wear black tshirts at work, and flour hands is awesome.  working in a kitchen you get so used to somebody gently putting a hand on your back to let you know they're there, that you never think you just got flour handed.  the sticker game and flour hands are great, but my favorite kitchen game of all time (aside from the kitchen game) is red rings.  a place i used to work at served those ridiculous cinammon apples with everything, and they just sit in their own bright red syrup all day, and i used to palm them and slap other cooks backs so their nice white chef jacket had red rings all over the back.  red handprints work too, but the best was the time i came up behind my km with an apple ring in each hand, reached around him and slapped the rings over his nipples.  he wore his coat with two giant red rings on his titties all day.  you'd think that working an extended period of time with me would teach you to bring a change of clothes.

gotta do something to break the routine every once in a while.  and don't ask about the game...you really don't want to know...