Wednesday, June 30, 2010


Today I realised that every single person who works at our cafe is neurotic as fuck. Every single one of us. First it made me laugh. Then it made me cry. Then I laughed again as I watched Frewenee point a dirty spatula in a fit of rage at one of the chefs for not stacking the dirty utensils correctly.

Me : "Don't you think this is funny Chrystle?? I mean, our lives here are like one epic Seinfeld episode."

Pregnant Chrystle (while arranging trays of glasses so they are at right angles to each other) : "I can't believe it's taken you this long to notice."

Wednesday, June 16, 2010


And then Shirley put her hand through the lemon tart.

It was a good day.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Ross' pumpkins

Some days I really like my workplace.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Obituaries Man

The man who steals the 'Obituaries' section on the newspaper came in today.

When he came up to pay he caught me sneaking a peak at the folded up section of newspaper under his arm.

"I'm taking the 'Obituaries' section of your paper."

"How morbid of you."

We shared an amazing smile for half a second. I really wanted to read that today.

Those pregnant ladies

Two pregnant women at Table 7.

They're drinking chai and eating a slice of cake, sitting opposite each other to leave more room for their ridiculously protruding bellies. They look so pregnant right now that I have to peel my eyes away because I'm worried I'll be up the duff just by looking at them.

As I pass by the table I overhear one of them saying, "Goddam it Pam, it's just arse-fuckery."