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Personal Narrative: Cutting Fruit
Today at work we were taught to cut fruit. By me working in the Deli I would have never thought that I would be able to have such experience. Here at Rouses we work as a team all departments. There was this big order produce had coming up and at the time there were very little people clocking hours in the produce department. Our store managers were working on hiring some people to work behind this department but at the time there was no one to fit what they were looking for. With this being my externship my managers and head chef thought it would be a perfect idea to help out with this huge order produce had. I had fun with this experience learning to cute fruit in all different shapes and objects. It was like we were making the fruit come

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