My friend has given me a job at his restaurant. He takes me to the kitchen on my first day to introduce me to everyone. I meet a pretty waitress in white who is getting ready at a table. Around the corner everyone else has been lined up. My friend begins the introductions. I extend my hand at the right of the line, but am instructed to start at the left. There is a short Indian woman, a short Hispanic guy I had already met, two Hispanic cooks who spoke no English, and several others. I’m not remembering names. Each rushes off as soon as they shake my hand. Several sit at a break table playing a video game, with the screen up on the wall. The game allows you to pick a song and make the figures on the screen do funny dances to it. They are also able to dress the figures in different ethnic costumes from around the world.
Rowdy’s Dream Blog #221: A Restaurant Job.
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