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Hardy

Burger flipping is not as easy as it looks.  You try spending a four hour shift (with only five breaks) trying to control queues of disruptive customers who don't want to be there. We burger flippers put in a lot of hours you don't see. It's not just the time spent at the counter. Then when you go home you have to prepare for the next day's burger flipping.

pintsofguinness

Quote from: Eamonnca1 on February 24, 2011, 01:30:08 AM
I'm damned if I know why I'm being asked this, but no, I don't think anyone without a degree is flipping burgers in McDonalds. Happy now?  ::)
Um, read the question again. 
Which one of you bitches wants to dance?

Olly

Quote from: Hardy on February 24, 2011, 08:58:41 AM
Burger flipping is not as easy as it looks.  You try spending a four hour shift (with only five breaks) trying to control queues of disruptive customers who don't want to be there. We burger flippers put in a lot of hours you don't see. It's not just the time spent at the counter. Then when you go home you have to prepare for the next day's burger flipping.

I'm interested in this. How do you prepare for the next day's burger flipping?
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Hardy


ardal

Quote from: Olly on February 24, 2011, 10:05:42 AM
Quote from: Hardy on February 24, 2011, 08:58:41 AM
Burger flipping is not as easy as it looks.  You try spending a four hour shift (with only five breaks) trying to control queues of disruptive customers who don't want to be there. We burger flippers put in a lot of hours you don't see. It's not just the time spent at the counter. Then when you go home you have to prepare for the next day's burger flipping.

I'm interested in this. How do you prepare for the next day's burger flipping?

Yoga or other forms of mediatation.


Teaching is not a qualification, it's a vocation

johnneycool

Quote from: ardal on February 24, 2011, 10:35:30 AM
Quote from: Olly on February 24, 2011, 10:05:42 AM
Quote from: Hardy on February 24, 2011, 08:58:41 AM
Burger flipping is not as easy as it looks.  You try spending a four hour shift (with only five breaks) trying to control queues of disruptive customers who don't want to be there. We burger flippers put in a lot of hours you don't see. It's not just the time spent at the counter. Then when you go home you have to prepare for the next day's burger flipping.

I'm interested in this. How do you prepare for the next day's burger flipping?

Yoga or other forms of mediatation.


Teaching is not a qualification, it's a vocation

Is it in your hole.   ::)   ::)  ::) ::)


ardal

Quote from: johnneycool on February 24, 2011, 10:58:15 AM
Quote from: ardal on February 24, 2011, 10:35:30 AM
Quote from: Olly on February 24, 2011, 10:05:42 AM
Quote from: Hardy on February 24, 2011, 08:58:41 AM
Burger flipping is not as easy as it looks.  You try spending a four hour shift (with only five breaks) trying to control queues of disruptive customers who don't want to be there. We burger flippers put in a lot of hours you don't see. It's not just the time spent at the counter. Then when you go home you have to prepare for the next day's burger flipping.

I'm interested in this. How do you prepare for the next day's burger flipping?

Yoga or other forms of mediatation.


Teaching is not a qualification, it's a vocation

Is it in your hole.   ::)   ::)  ::) ::)

Ahhh you're a christian brother so:

Do you want the future taught by teachers who want a wage or who want to encourage kids to think?

johnneycool

Quote from: ardal on February 24, 2011, 11:15:09 AM
Quote from: johnneycool on February 24, 2011, 10:58:15 AM
Quote from: ardal on February 24, 2011, 10:35:30 AM
Quote from: Olly on February 24, 2011, 10:05:42 AM
Quote from: Hardy on February 24, 2011, 08:58:41 AM
Burger flipping is not as easy as it looks.  You try spending a four hour shift (with only five breaks) trying to control queues of disruptive customers who don't want to be there. We burger flippers put in a lot of hours you don't see. It's not just the time spent at the counter. Then when you go home you have to prepare for the next day's burger flipping.

I'm interested in this. How do you prepare for the next day's burger flipping?

Yoga or other forms of mediatation.


Teaching is not a qualification, it's a vocation

Is it in your hole.   ::)   ::)  ::) ::)

Ahhh you're a christian brother so:

Do you want the future taught by teachers who want a wage or who want to encourage kids to think?

Teaching kids to think and teaching kids to pass exams are not one and the same thing.

If you're teaching kids to think then well done you, but you are in the minority in your vocation.

ardal

How do you know it's a minority?

Think about the impact that the obnoxious "my Billy is a genius" parents have had on the teaching sector, and then we have the "sue you culture", you would have to be insane to be a teacher for the wage. It'd be nice if we supported our kid's teachers before we sued them.

Parents vote, Politicians want league tables, don't complain about kids being prepped only to pass exams, do something about it.

Rois

After my "friend" started university she went to work in McDonald's.  Burger flipping is not accurate as someone rightly pointed out.  It's more about the "basket of fries shaking" these days. 

Came home from shaking chips one night to find a message telling her she'd won an entrance scholarship to Queen's as she was one of their top academic entrants that year (it's all gone WAY downhill from there).  Just proving that you can't judge a chip shaker by their McDonald's uniform.

Tony Baloney

Quote from: Rois on February 24, 2011, 01:10:30 PM
After my "friend" started university she went to work in McDonald's.  Burger flipping is not accurate as someone rightly pointed out.  It's more about the "basket of fries shaking" these days. 

Came home from shaking chips one night to find a message telling her she'd won an entrance scholarship to Queen's as she was one of their top academic entrants that year (it's all gone WAY downhill from there).  Just proving that you can't judge a chip shaker by their McDonald's uniform.
Your friend is very modest.

Eamonnca1

Quote from: pintsofguinness on February 24, 2011, 09:09:50 AM
Quote from: Eamonnca1 on February 24, 2011, 01:30:08 AM
I'm damned if I know why I'm being asked this, but no, I don't think anyone without a degree is flipping burgers in McDonalds. Happy now?  ::)
Um, read the question again.
I did. Now what?

muppet

Quote from: Rois on February 24, 2011, 01:10:30 PM
After my "friend" started university she went to work in McDonald's.  Burger flipping is not accurate as someone rightly pointed out.  It's more about the "basket of fries shaking" these days. 

Came home from shaking chips one night to find a message telling her she'd won an entrance scholarship to Queen's as she was one of their top academic entrants that year (it's all gone WAY downhill from there).  Just proving that you can't judge a chip shaker by their McDonald's uniform.

I respect the flippers. Me I am just an apprentice flipper but someday I hope to be a fully fledged burger flipper.

Might even get my own spatula.
MWWSI 2017

pintsofguinness

Quote from: Eamonnca1 on February 24, 2011, 05:47:40 PM
Quote from: pintsofguinness on February 24, 2011, 09:09:50 AM
Quote from: Eamonnca1 on February 24, 2011, 01:30:08 AM
I'm damned if I know why I'm being asked this, but no, I don't think anyone without a degree is flipping burgers in McDonalds. Happy now?  ::)
Um, read the question again.
I did. Now what?
Jeeze, I thought you had a degree  ::)
Which one of you bitches wants to dance?

gerrykeegan

You would be happy to see this girl walk into your common room rather than O'Neills grumpy head.


http://www.independent.ie/lifestyle/independent-woman/celebrity-news-gossip/jenny-dixon-the-dublin-teacher-who-holidays-at-the-playboy-mansion-2578740.html?ino=2#wcol

Jenny Dixon: The Dublin teacher who holidays at the Playboy Mansion
Jenny Dixon recalls standing at the bar in the PlayboyMansion: 'I remember thinking how ridiculous it was. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Heidi and Spencer, as well as Brodie Jenner, from 'The Hills' chatting, while everywhere I looked there were waiters with trays of lobster, caviarand sushi.

"The guy beside me smiled and said, 'You'll be too shy, so I'll introduce you', and tapped the guy in front of me. When he turned round it was Simon Cowell, who was having a pint with his friends. Knowing that in a few months I'd be back in school, standing in front of a class teaching digestion, just made the whole experience even more surreal."

There probably aren't many teachers whose stories start with phrases such as "I was standing at the bar in the Playboy Mansion", but Jenny Dixon isn't a run-of-the-mill teacher. For a start, the 28-year-old Dubliner, who works at a northside Dublin boys' secondary school, looks nothing like your average maths or science teacher.

She turns several heads with her bronzed legs, short skirt and cascading blonde curls as she walks through the tables of businessmen for our interview in a Ballsbridge hotel, so God only knows what effect she must have on classes of hormonal schoolboys.

In fact, if her good looks alone have a room of men panting, this next bit of information would send them into a frenzy. In her spare time, Miss Dixon flies to LA and lives it up at the Playboy Mansion.

It sounds the stuff of a teenage boy's fantasy: the strict school ma'am who, after school hours, transforms into a bikini-clad model, but, for the past two-and-a-half years, that's exactly the dual lifestyle Dixon's been living.

It started after a break-up with a boyfriend that she'd been dating for six years. Instead of going through the traditional post-break-up routine of getting a new hair cut, getting riotously drunk with friends before sending ill-advised, 3am text messages to the ex, Jenny opted for a plane ticket to LA and the chance to indulge a dream of launching a second career.

"Suddenly I'd no ties," explains Dixon. "I wanted to see if I could set up in a new city where I knew nobody and make a go of it with modelling, acting and presenting work. All through school I was very quiet and focused on books and grades — I was a bit of a nerd, but I always fancied doing something a little bit glamorous. This felt like my opportunity.

"I flew to LA knowing that I could come back at any time, but I ended up staying the full three months and only flew back the day before school started up again.

" For her first two weeks she was holed up in a cheap hostel in the gangster hub on Inglewood, spending hours on the internet trying to find somewhere better. She soon did, snapping up a room in an apartment off Sunset Boulevard and up from Melrose, lodging with eccentric, ageing supermodel Root Derujinsky.

The New Yorker was ill with cancer, and has since passed away, but, even in her twilight years, she was notorious for taking starry eyed, hopeful actresses under her wing. "Root was an incredible woman," says Dixon. "She would sit, with her medicinal marijuana and glass of red, pushing me to go to parties, telling me to 'get dressed, smile and be nice to the men'. I laughed, but I took it on board at the same time."

Through contacts of Root's, Dixon got a crash course in LA's clubs and parties, dancing alongside MTV camera crews from 'The Hills' in Les Deux, Playhouse and Area and sipping cocktails on Millionaires Row in Malibu. It was also through Root that she met Hugh Hefner.

"Root said, 'You're more Californianlooking than you are Irish. He's just up the road — go and introduce yourself '," recalls Dixon. "I sent my portfolio and put in a bit of effort, writing a note on pink paper and spraying it with perfume, and the next thing I got an invite to the Midsummer Night's Dream Party."

For those uninitiated in the ways of the Playboy Mansion, the Midsummer Night's Dream Party is the biggest event of Hugh Hefner's calendar year. The event sees hundreds of celebrities descend on the grounds for a night of no-holdsbarred fun. Businessmen desperate to impress clients can buy tickets for as much as ¤10,000 and the dress code, as so often is the case for Hugh's parties, is lingerie.

"I bought a lovely silk white corset and matching frilled skirt bottoms from Trashy Lingerie, which is even pricier than Agent Provocateur," says Dixon. "I really splashed out, but, I figured, how often do you get an invite to the Playboy Mansion?"

Even now, having returned every couple of months since that first visit, and being one of only a few people to warrant a permanent spot on the mansion's guest list, Dixon remains wide-eyed when describing the infamous grounds. "It's like a wonderland for adults," she smiles. "The trampolining, the hoola hooping, all the clichés are there. The grounds are manicured to the hilt, with exotic birds and peacocks roaming around. Inside, it's all plush gold and marble, and everywhere smells of the food prepared on-site by the chefs.

"On one occasion there was a 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory' theme, with candy everywhere and little people dressed as Oompa-Loompas. Everywhere you look there are eight-tier cakestands with handmade cakes and platters of delicious appetisers. There's no expense spared and a dollar never crosses the bar."

And, of course, there are the celebrities. As well as schmoozing with a "humble and shy" Simon Cowell, Dixon danced on stage with Sean Kingston, chatted with the producers of 'Mad Men' and 'Make Me A Supermodel', sat next to Jamie Foxx and met the founder of Motown.

There is also the grotto. "There's always swimming in the grotto and clothes are optional," she laughs, before hastily adding that her own skimpy but costly outfit stayed on. "It's a very liberal place and I think a lot of guys feel as if they are in a candy shop." She coyly adds that "romances blossom" amid the sweaty nakedness of the notorious steamy cave, but never for her. She says: "I always found everyone very gentlemanly, but I think if you give off a certain demeanour, that's how you'll get treated."

Her parents — her mum's an artist and dad is an electrician — she insists, are fine with their only daughter's trips to the mansion and proud of her photo shoots (never nude), acting roles — which include a lead in as-yetunreleased movie 'Heat on the Delta' — and various stints as a bikini girl on the reality show 'Girls of the Playboy Mansion', which followed the lives of Hefner's previous live-in girlfriends, Holly, Kendra and Bridget (and yes, he was dating them all at the same time).

She has also done modelling slots on 'Ireland AM' and presenting work in Dublin, much to the intrigue of her students.

"Sometimes I'll come into class and a pupil will say, 'Miss, your hair looks nice, were you on 'Ireland AM' this morning?' or they'll say that they saw me in a Taio Cruz music video, but, for the most part, they just think of me as Miss Dixon who pushes them to get the best grades they can," Dixon says. "They're teenagers and they don't care about teachers having a life outside school — even if they see you out shopping they think it's weird."

It seems hard to believe that even selfobsessed teens would think appearing on an MTV website for 'The Girl Next Door' is akin to being seen in Dunnes picking up a pint of milk, especially given one awestruck pupil's comment of "she's my chemistry teacher and she's frickin hot" on a YouTube clip of the teacher doing an interview with USA Live Channel.

It might also be expected that some of the more conservative parents could have some choice words to say about their son's teacher hanging out with the world's most famous soft-pornographer. But, according to Dixon, there's been nothing but support for her extra-curricular pursuits.

"I can honestly say I've never had any negative feedback from parents or colleagues," insists Dixon, who, anxious parents will be pleased to note, dons a more demure ensemble of skirts and jackets when in teaching mode. "I think Hugh has an almost legendary status and meeting him is almost like meeting the president or something — he's become an icon in popular culture that people feel comfortable with. Yes, he's had a colourful life, but so have a lot of people."

Despite his bedhopping past, Dixon's insistent that it's true love between the 84-yearold mogul and his playmate fiancée, Crystal Harris (24). "I think it's great Hugh's getting married. I know the rules of society might disagree, but I think good for him. Crystal's one of the nicest girls out there. She's really kind and considerate, they're both really happy and he's really committed to her."

She adds: "A lot of what people think they know about Hugh is just media hype, a manufactured persona. Personally, I've always found him to be the perfect gentleman and very warm, generous and welcoming.

"I remember going to get my picture taken with him one Sunday when he was sitting playing chequers — which he does a lot, and he's always in his smoking jacket — and he said, 'I remember you Irish'. Jack Osbourne started calling me Irish at a party once and the nickname stuck, because there aren't many Irish girls at the mansion.

"I thought to Hugh I'd just be blonde number 2,074, but he's lovely. The first thing you notice about him is his smile — it goes from ear to ear. In photos he puts his arm around you and gives you a hug, but it's more of an uncle vibe off him; he's very tongue in cheek."

Of Hef's former girlfriend, Holly Madison, who now has her own MTV show 'Holly's World', Dixon is likewise full of praise. In fact, it seems that Disneyland may just have to give over its crown to the Playboy Mansion as the happiest place on earth. "Holly is great and very intelligent, so it's a great move for her getting her own show," says Dixon.

"It really annoys me when people try to write the girls off as bimbos or bitches. Okay, maybe one in 10 might fit the vacuous stereotype, but the rest are lawyers, doctors and make-up artists who like to curl their hair, put on their outfits and go to the mansion at the weekends, before going back to their taxing jobs on Monday morning." She adds: "It's really not a bitchy environment. When you're somewhere sunny where money is no object, I think it's easier to be happy and positive. I remember coming back from a photoshoot and my hair extensions weren't sitting right. Straight away a girl I hadn't even met ran over to fix them for me. I just thought, 'wow, how nice'. Then we carried on sipping fruit cocktails by the pool."

She does concede that there is a certain look that helps to make you a regular on the Playboy Mansion's exclusive guest list. "You don't have to be blonde, but it helps." She laughs: "I once saw a picture of a few of us at the mansion and couldn't pick out who I was, which was a bit scary. We all have the same hairdresser and, after a while, you do start to morph. That's when I knew it was time to get back to Ireland for a while."

She adds: "But I wouldn't be tempted down the surgery route. Boobs are everywhere there and I feel a bit like I'm in 2D — you can't help but stare and worry that you're going to bounce off everyone! But I'm comfortable in my own style and for the work I want to be doing it suits me not to be all lips and boobs."

What she wants to do is continue down the acting and presenting route while also keeping the job she loves — teaching.

The surreal mix, she says, works for her and she's determined not to move to LA —despite being told she has a home for life at the apartment now run by her landlady's daughter — for fear of becoming "a statistic in the out-ofwork- actress-waiting-tables bracket".

She also turned down a job presenting Playboy TV, preferring not to appear on live TV in a small bikini, and she has no intention of entering the centrefold hall of fame. "For the moment, I'm happy doing what I'm doing. I think my trips to LA give me an energy and excitement that helps make me a better teacher. "My goal is always to do something I'm really proud of, and whether that's going for a first at university, helping my students work for science week, doing a photoshoot or chilling out at the Playboy Mansion, I give it my all."

And with that, the tanned legs and blonde locks exit the hotel, while a room full of businessmen's eyes silently watch her go.


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