Mr Cerbasi, the manager, has been trying to take the canteen upmarket. Customers can see into the dishroom. The dishroom staff talk and joke. That is not upmarket. So Cerbasi has put a bloody great chuck of lavender plywood across the tray window.
This reduced the space through which dirty dishes can be pushed by about two-thirds. Instead of resting on shelves, they avalanche either forwards into the dishroom or back over the canteen floor. And since there is no flow of air, the dishroom is a regular 45 degrees.
Peter shrugged, walked off, peed, and came back.
"Where were you?" Cerbasi demanded. "I'm allowed to pee," Peter replied. Cerbasi left.
Inspiration struck and to the tune from Handel's Messiah, Peter began to sing, "Hallelujah! Cerbasi! Cerbasi! Hallelujah!" Everyone in the dishroom joined in. It was quite merry. Then Peter rang the Health and Safety Executive and shopped the canteen.
He's looking forward to today's talk with Cerbasi.
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