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How often does the management have to say that you should not hog the buffet line on Taco Tuesday at Pub and Grub, located on the first floor of the Bunkhouse. While it is true that there is no limit, there is a strict rule that after your first five, you can only return to the bar to claim two more at a time. This is, of course, because Jorge and Manuelito can only make them so fast, and we have a lot of mouths to feed. Therefore, when you have had a fucking keg of beer practically to yourself and it's not even 2PM, you do not want to get caught piling two dozen tacos on a tray that you stole from the kitchen and bring them to your table for the world to see. This gets you a ticket straight into the Hoosegow. On top of it, brandishing a gun to warn off the help when they come to take you away is foolhardy, especially when everyone knows its a licorice one you bought at Hit and Split, located off the lobby. And when you get to your cell, your fellow incarceree says he doesn't like licorice, he means it. Lucky you, you have a clingy sweetheart who'll be waiting for you on the outside. There is no bail at the Hoosegow; he'll have to camp out until next Tuesday. And all you have to worry about is when he asks you why your pucker hole tastes like licorice.

It's raining - it's Monday. He had a little too much to drink and stayed up late - Who the fuck wants to work? Psycho Randy gets a call at the front desk from one of the Birdwhistle Tearoom waiters who says he's feeling poorly, and Randy knows better - its the same kid he saw peering through a gloryhole at him over at the Bunkhouse at 1AM this morning. Randy was just there to take a piss, and ignored the kid, but Birdwhistle Tearoom patrons aren't gonna ignore the fact that he's MIA , when they're told they're waiting on the waiter! Not on his watch! He pops his head into Nic's office saying he needs coverage and why, and Nic says "Go give the little fucker some motivation to get his ass to work!" Randy's gonna march right over to the kid's room and give him a piece of his mind, and a bit of ... motivation ... with the back of his hand, and "get his ass to work" before he even walks out of his room. Knock Knock - who's there? - The kid? "All's well that ends well" His plan to have a little Randy in morning worked well.

Every new class of interns at Loveless Motel has its stars and its class clowns. From time to time our mentors/training facilitators have to make a public example of a young man who needs to get with the program. More often than not, the result is a mutual respect and understanding which leads to a deeper relationship while intern and mentor plumb the depths of possibilities in private one on one sessions."Uncle Joe" is one such mentor who came to us as a young intern in the 1950s and has made a career of putting his finger on and developing an intern's best assets.

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