(OOC:HOHO! It's my lucky day!)
Manager: Well.... Ok.
Osiris: Yipee!
Manager: We have no use for trombones here, whatever they are, but you can be a waiter.
Osiris: Ok. Sounds good.
Osiris heads over to the closet, slips on his new uniform and then walks over to where a large line of people are waiting to be seated. He approaches the first family in line, and leads them to an empty table.
Osiris: What would you like this afternoon?
wife: I would like a brew substitute, please.
husband: I would like a scrab burger.
Obnoxious child: I want candy, and toys, and ice cream, and hot dogs, and candy, and....
Osiris: (Thinking) This might be harder than I thought.
12 hours later.
Manager: Your pay today is 100 moolah. Get lost.
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Zorak: You don't want me to play ya to the desk?
Spaceghost: When have we done that??!! We've never done it that way!! And if you think you're getting sympathy from the shark, well, then you're wrong!
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