I’m a Waiter – Not a Psychic Dietician

“You’ve got an outside table!” the hostess yells at me over the din. I’m swamped. It’s Saturday night and my section’s hopping. “Can someone else take it?” I beg “It’s your turn,” the hostess barks while juggling two phones. I sigh and head outside. Al Fresco diners,...

Hit and Run – Follow Up

A few months ago I wrote a post entitled “Hit and Run.” It was about Jairo Gonzalez-Romero, a young immigrant restaurant worker in NJ who was killed by a hit and run driver. After two months, a person has been arrested and charged in this case. The full...

Gone to the Dogs

I was sitting down writing a new post for my blog this morning when my ex girlfriend called. Our dog, with whom we share custody, (I know, I know – snicker all you want) was shaking, lethargic, and throwing up. So I shut down my computer and drove to meet her at...

Hannibal

“Say, did you see Hannibal last night?” Fluvio asks me. “Yeah, it was on TBS. You saw it too?” “I was up late.” I laugh. Fluvio and I spend a lot of time working together. So when we go home what do we do? We end up watching the same movie at the same time. It’s...

E-Zine

Many thanks to Sofia and the students and faculty at NYU for writing about me in their Digital Journalism Class magazine “THISISNOTABLOG.” You can read about my interview here. Thanks again guys!

Two Dollars!

“Hey Arlene, thanks for the shit you put me through this morning,” Fluvio growls. “What did I do now?” Arlene, our very pregnant waitress, exclaims. “You added two bucks to a tip and the customer called to complain.” “I did not!” Arlene says angrily. Fluvio hands her...

Puke

I’m driving to work when a wave of nausea hits me. I break into a cold clammy sweat. Every bump and swell in the road threatens to propel the contents of my stomach on to the dashboard. I have to throw up NOW. I pull my car into a gas station. “Where’s your bathroom?”...

Dead Man’s Tie

Its five minutes till my shift starts when I realize I’ve forgotten my tie. I duck into the thrift store run by some old church ladies down the block. It’s a good spot to grab replacement neckwear in a pinch. “We’re closing in five minutes!” the harridan manning the...

Gristle

My friend Lana and I are enjoying cocktails at Nice Matin on West 79th. After dealing with crazed yuppies all week it’s nice to sit down and be taken care of for a change. The place serves Mediterranean French cuisine. Good. I’m sick of Italian food. After we finish...

Sparrow

I’m standing outside. I hear a bird chirping. I look down. It’s is a baby sparrow. His song is fearful. A weakling, he’s been tossed out of the nest. His siblings watch from above. “Better you than me,” they seem to be saying. I reach down and scoop him up. He’s quiet...