I can and have handled seriously high temps, but last saturday night I nearly went down after 92 covers in about 4 hours.
I mean I was really hurting, and borderline incoherant, no matter how much fluid I pushed.
I have no relief cook.
I'm the man, I go down, the retaurant closes.
It was about 85 outside and 110 on my station.
This weekend, it forecast fo 95 plus outside. You do the math.
No comprehensive solution is planned.
My personal predicament must be handled by me alone.
I can cowboy up all I want.
This time the bull may toss me, and stomp the **** out of me. |