It was about 1 hour until the bar. He was the only one left at the cafe, this hour he spent in two ways. Closing for the night and prepping for the morning. In some ways it didn’t matter because he was the first one in but Mr. Green wanted it just right. Just perfect he said. The dishwasher had to be turned on. The napkins folding in half and placed in the prep area. That area Mr. Green said had to be emaculate.
“Like you could do surgery off of it”
The first night Stan couldn’t believe Mr. Green would do that here, but the next day it looked the same as it was.
He would usually arrive the next day and everything would be the same.
Mr. Green didn’t work there. Only in the back. The garage door would open and shut and Stan just had to accept whatever was happening. The other workers had no idea. They just thought that was another business they were allowed back there. He hired people who didn’t ask questions Stan though, all they care about is beer.
Stan didn’t usually drink. His dad drank enough for him as well, tonight though he felt different like he needed something.
“Like you could do surgery off of it”
The first night Stan couldn’t believe Mr. Green would do that here, but the next day it looked the same as it was.
He would usually arrive the next day and everything would be the same.
Mr. Green didn’t work there. Only in the back. The garage door would open and shut and Stan just had to accept whatever was happening. The other workers had no idea. They just thought that was another business they were allowed back there. He hired people who didn’t ask questions Stan though, all they care about is beer.
Stan didn’t usually drink. His dad drank enough for him as well, tonight though he felt different like he needed something.
