I had to work today 7-4 to accommodate all of those who woke up this morning
and said, 'Damn, I got a day off to celebrate something, can't remember
what, but who the hell cares anyway (I told you I deal with ignorant people)
I might as well have a cookout and get drunk. After realizing they needed
food, came to me, the purveyor of the lowly clam.
To those of you who listened patiently to my clam rant on the chat the other
night.....THEY ARE ALL GONE!
I got continuous deliveries of clams last week for pick up this weekend. I
started with 3000 lbs. of clams, no display table, and a lot of agita
(spelled right?). Saturday morning, the manager finally put up the display
table and we started filling 50 count bags. For the uninitiated, there are
approximately 400 clams per 25 pound shipping crate. I received somewhere
around 120 crates or 48,000 clams equalling to 960 bags. I broke down and
put the LAST one aside to bring home myself (hey, I gotta have some perks)
which I bought when I got off work. By 2p.m. they were all GONE. Had a few
people come in and want me to go get them some 'fresh ones' off the
boat.......well, duh. It is late afternoon on a holiday, so let me go out
and send a clam digger out to pull up say 50 to 100 just for you ........
Oh, and by the way, happy frigging Memorial Day, for telling me how your
lack of planning became my fault. It's you that these
soldiers/sailors/flyboys/marines gave their lives for so you have the
freedoms to say that.
-Ginny