If you have ever had the opportunity to be a dishwasher at a restaurant, you know what a thankless job it is. It's down there ( I say "down" because nothing is positive about being a dishwasher ) with sewage cleaner and pooper scooping. The place I worked at in 92' was just as crappy. The floors were literally underwater in my work area. My feet began to suffer from 8 hours of submersion in dishwater muck, I jest you not. But worst of all, was the fact that the waiters would snatch the silverware before I could wash it. Despite my protests, they would give it a quick rinse and fold it back into the napkins to go back on the table. Needless to say, I began to eat somewhere else for my dinner break. Fear not, patrons of restaurants, the establishment I speak of has been laid to rest. I guess the food chunks stuck to the forks wrapped in fresh napkins spoke volumes to the patron. I hope the guy I drew got to settle down to a fresh cold one and a hot slice of pizza.