There was one female type person on the night crew. A very attractive young lady with a penchant for wearing mini-skirts. Needless to say, we did not object to this in the least. In fact, we used to let her wipe down the tables up front, instead of slopping the french fryers and such. Admittedly one of our reasons was that in order to wipe down the tables she had to lean far over them and stretch. Generally facing away from the counter.
This was when we learned that she tended to wear panties that matched her nail polish. No kidding! She came in one day with black nail polish with silver speckles, and it turned out that she was wearing black panties with silver spangles. Another day, she came in wearing pink nail polish on one hand, and blue on the other. The panties were blue on one cheek, and pink on the other.
But ... one evening ... great anticipation ... When would she EVER go out and wipe the tables ??? ... She came in to work, and she was wearing no nail polish!
She never did tables that night, and we never knew.
I suspect we were set up.