Wed was our stake cannery day.
I have never done anything in the cannery as my singles ward was always assigned to the bakery.
I have never done anything in the cannery as my singles ward was always assigned to the bakery.
So feeling the need to connect and serve I readily signed up as one of the 30 people needed from the stake to make...
TOMATO SOUP!
First you should be aware that I don't really care for tomato soup.
Second you should know that a hot steamy room filled with the pungentness of tomato soup is a little lower on my list than the soup itself- this little tidbit was learned on Wed!
I donned my protective gear---
Hair net- check
Latex gloves- check
Grody rubber floor length apron- check
I was ready.
My job--- push the start and stop button on the can assembly line while nonchalantly checking each new can before being filled with soup for any bugs that might have fallen in (really that was my job).
My next rotation- soup scooper!
Let me explain- no let me let me sum up!
I stood with plastic picture and serving spoon in hand to scoop out excess soup from cans before they had a lid put on.
Interestingly enough I was never relieved from this duty.
I stood between loud and louder machines and
Every time a giant vat of soup was cleaned I was directly in the line of fire- noooo not the front of me with a protective apron but the backside of me,
vulnerable and damp (only slightly less well known is this- don't get snookered into the scooper job)
At the end of our shift I can report-
I still am not a fan of tomato soup!
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