Hahaha Tattie! I suppose one could have pickled their bits and pieces in formaldehyde and put them in huge carboys to display on their mantelpieces.

When working in the staff canteen, I was told to prepare several dozen salads (lettuce, ham, tomatoes and hard-boiled eggs), plate them up and stack them with aluminium rings between the plates. I started out on the counter top, and soon the stack was extremely high. I stood on a stool to keep adding to the pile. Then the canteen supervisor called through, "More salads please!" I seized the bottom plate and the whole stack (which reached the ceiling) teetered and swayed, then arched over and all the salads, plates and rings fell with an ear-splitting crash onto the tiled floor. I sat and sobbed...

Also, the supplier sent up a large tray of filleted fish pieces for the fryer. Instead of immediately putting them into the large commercial fridge,I left them on the side and completely forgot about them. In the hot kitchen, by late afternoon they began to smell dreadful, so I surreptitiously tried to push the whole lot down the waste-disposal machine, using the wooden poker thing. The machine whirred, then made a strange sound and stopped. Suddenly, with a deafening roar the thing regurgitated all the mashed-up fish like a volcanic eruption. The stuff sprayed over the entire area and the stench was unbelievable. People came running through to the kitchen, gagging and retching.
It was then I was sent downstairs to sell vests and pants...