by waiter | May 11, 2007 | Uncategorized
It’s Thursday night. The headwaiter’s stuck me in a three table section by the men’s room. The few customers I have are low spending college students pissed off that they’re sitting by the toilet. They probably feel like they’re being...
by waiter | May 1, 2007 | Uncategorized
It’s a drizzly grey afternoon. I’m standing in a five foot deep by five foot wide hole in the ground. A man is standing above me holding a pickaxe and smoking a cigarette. “Dig you bastard,” he says menacingly. “Dig.” “I think...
