Looking at my work menu, I think I'm going to have to come up with a Plan B. I don't think any ice cream came in for our hot fudge sundaes--and I don't know if we even have any hot fudge.

That might be one of the things I enjoy most about the job--problem-solving. I know it drives my boss nuts, but I find it a way to use the very little creativity I have. (One of the other cooks is that way too; and between the two of us, we can get a little out of hand!)

I thank God everyday for my job. What a perfect fit!