After the self indulgent night in front of the television, watching a sequence of serials, and going to bed far too late; awaken late and shower and then the son is there it is ten o'cklock and he wants to go to the cafe. His hair is flat to his head, greasy. Tell him he looks like a tramp, he is to take a shower.
It takes time, for he has to dry his long red hair first, he may not go out into the cold with a wet head, says the wife. She is probably right, and so there you are.
It is cold outside, there are people walking about, still seeming unsteady with the year so new and all. The son goes in to the café first, then follow. There is a young girl behind the counter, she is in training, and the propreitor is looking at everything that she does very closely. With all this scrutiny, she makes more and more mistakes, she finally undercharges. Point this out to her, pay the correct sum.
Beginnings are difficult, the people in the street have their problems, the trainee has hers.
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