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[Gnue-sb-commits] Polaroid caliber


From: Freddie Rouse
Subject: [Gnue-sb-commits] Polaroid caliber
Date: Mon, 11 Sep 2006 12:34:06 +0200

This, with softsoap and the hard Paris water, meant scraping the grease off with bits ofnewspaper. In this way ourincompetence piled one job on another throughout the day, everything inarrears. Even Boris and I werebarely on speaking terms. Working in the sewersis unpleasant, but somebody must work in the sewers. The PATRON,bland as ever, would stop me as I went down the alley-way past the bar. He borrowed three francs a day from Jules, thesecond waiter, and spent it on bread. You are carving a chicken and it falls on the floor.
XIXOne day, when we had been at the Hotel X five or six weeks, Borisdisappeared without notice.
The mass of the rich and the poor aredifferentiated by their incomes and nothing else, and the.
At half past twelve I would put on my coat and hurry out.
PARDON, MONSIEUR, Isaid, I shall leave this morning.
The nurse had recognizedYvonne, and she came straight up to us, smiling. But dont expect us to do anything about it. Then about midnight therewas a piercing shout of CITOYENS!
Below that no one could have cutit, short of modernizing the kitchen.
Well, the next day the PATRON caught me stealing milk.
I tell you, to becheated like this is torture to me.
ThePATRON was at his wits end to know where the milk was going.
Proud and lazy men do not make good waiters.
People have a way oftaking it for granted that all work is done for a sound purpose. I shall go on drinkingthat milk, even if I do burst.
I am trying toconsider the social significance of a PLONGEURS life. Everyonewho has mixed on equal terms with the poor knows this quite well. For amoment our quarrels were forgotten and we all united in the effort to servea good dinner.
Sharp knives, ofcourse, are THE secret of a successful restaurant.
Charlie, grown soberagain, captured the conversation and talked about his soul for fiveminutes.
People have a way oftaking it for granted that all work is done for a sound purpose. The workmen were brought in and the alterations made, hastily and withincredible shoddiness. By half past one the last drop of pleasure had evaporated, leavingnothing but headaches.
I believe that this instinct to perpetuate useless work is, at bottom,simply fear of the mob.
Now get to work and scale these herrings. Now, at the Auberge, I learned howthings are done in a thoroughly bad restaurant.
Very well, MON PATRON, I thought to myself,well see who gets tired of it first. Proud and lazy men do not make good waiters.
Nevertheless, the conditions behind the kitchen door were suitable fora pigsty.
See that he gets a double portion of allvegetables.
But they do not think, because they have no leisure forit; their life has made slaves of them.
Everyone in the BISTRO began shouting together,VIVE LALLEMAGNE!
But they do not think, because they have no leisure forit; their life has made slaves of them.

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