Assorted things you might hear from the kitchen staff where I work:
- "Order’s up! Move your ass!" -the stoned one
- "Okay, Mommy." -the salad guy
- "I’m not gay, I’m an actress!" -the grill guy
- "BritStone, you’re looking beautiful today." -the chef
- "Doo Doo on the Walls" -it’s a song
- "I’ve got a see server." -various waitstaff
- "We need hot bread in yesterday." -the food runner
- "Daniel, where are you from?" "Tuskegee." -he is from St. Thomas
- "All servers out of the kitchen!" -the hungover sous chef
- "I believe that I might be part wolf." -he’s not gay, he’s an actress
- any number of renditions of popular songs with the lyrics changed to suggest that entire cook crew are repressed homosexuals