Online diary of Don Protasio
Monday, December 10, 2007
We were at this chic cafe, my co-worker Secar and I.
She ordered her food and I ordered mine.
Secar told the new cafe attendant to wrap her order to go.
The attendant guy got out of the counter and went to the newspapers lying in one corner of the cafe. He tore one page of the International Herald Tribune and got back behind the counter.
Secar and I looked at each other.
The guy wrapped her food with the newspaper!
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