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Crunch Time!

Yes, it’s almost May and it is crunch time!  We need to reduce stock, work on inventory and figure out what we need for next year.  Also our “Agreement” with the school district ends this June so we need to get another in place.
I had hoped to step down from working on a new agreement.  I’ve been on the committee for every agreement since I started working in Food Service.  It’s been the same people every time.  NO ONE new wants to step up and meet with administration and come up with a few ideas as to what we would like to see for our group.  NO ONE!  Makes me wonder if our group is so apathetic that they really don’t care?  Do they think it’s a waste of time, since usually there is not any real negotiation? Are we as a group so afraid of administration that they can’t face them?   Are we all so happy at our job that we couldn’t want for anything else?  Woah Nellie!  That can’t be it! 
I admit that “negotiations” are not what goes on.  We tell them what we think is fair or what we feel we deserve and they say “Here is what we will give you.”  Done!  So why do we bother?  Why do I bother?  Because I can’t stand the thought of our group not having a voice, not being heard.  There will always be things that can improve the workplace.  How are employees made to feel appreciated?  By being given a decent raise?  Is that all we require to feel appreciated?  What is a “Decent raise?”  Insurance costs (If provided) go up and up.  Pension contributions go up and up.  Could any raise being offered counteract these costs?  No way….
So onward I will go again.  Into the abyss of representing a group that chooses not get involved.  To those very few of us that do care, good for us!  Proves there is still some life in us.   Even though we are getting older, many of us approaching retirement, we still need to feel appreciated.  I will do what I can to help my group know and understand their value.  

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Anecdote of the Week
Ode to the Lunch Lady - Submitted Jane Broberg

We toil and sweat in the middle school kitchen.
With laughter, tears, and even some bitchin...
Is it the generous pay you ask?
Why heavens no, please pass the flask.

We ove our jobs for many a reason.
But #1 is the summertime season!
The smells, the clatter and constant chatter
And the children's smiles are what really matter.

Ovens wafting with the smell of homemade bread,
Or do you prefer the aroma of chocolate chip cookies instead?
Chicken nuggets, spaghetti and sloppy Joes,
To find out kitchen, just follow your nose.

The government would like to spoil our fun,
Their ever changing rules have us under the gun.
What temp did you say the pizza should be?
What size scoop goes in the peas?

Bruises, cuts and too many burns,
When it comes to these we all take turns,
Shredded fingernails and aching feet,
Without these, our day wouldn't be complete.
We feel we have the best job there could ever be,
Because we work with such wonderful ladies you see!

Submitted to me by someone who wished to be anonymous.


Lunch Lady Poem

We love the hairnets, the aprons and smiles.

The meals that you cook keep us going for miles.

Buts it's not just the meals; it's your kindness and care.

We think you are wonderful and love the meals you prepare.

Submitted by: Room M101

Do you think the new Child Nutrition Regulations are working?
No, but notify parents..0%
No, this is stealing.0%
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