Danny
"What are we planning on having for lunch?" Chief asks, standing against the prep table, arms crossed over his chest.
"Thinking about making a big batch of chili for lunch and then some hot dogs for dinner. That way, we can use it for two meals." I'm reaching into the fridge, grabbing out what I need to start.
"Very budget-friendly of you," he chuckles.
"Aren't we always trying to save a few pennies?"
"Always. Our budget seems to get cut every year." He runs a hand through his thick, graying hair.
"Something I should be worried about?" As the low man on the totem pole, I worry a lot I'll lose my position. Less seniority and not yet being part of the union works against me.
"Not yet, but if it gets to that point, I'll tell you. That's one thing you can always count on with me,
