The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-07-05
Diary of
Merry Ethel


But I've gotten so used to changing
bosses every week that | suppose a
place would sour on me If stayed at
the same stand month. This is the
liveliest stunt I've struck yet, and II
little Ethel knows a thing or two
she'll cop few good times out of this
job. I've been a dead one for a long
time and | think I'll have some fun
with some of those guys that tried to
fiirt with me to-day | always have
envied a cashier In restaurant. She
has such Il good chance to meet fell
lows and jolly them bit, and yet the
little cage all around her keeps them
at a distance and acts as a reminder
that she's some pumpkins. But some
how since I've been stuck on Mr.. Clark
/ don't snke the same interest in other
men, but as long as we amt keeping
regular company maybe I'd better get
my mind off of him. The fellow that
hired me this morning acted awful
nice. He must be the manager. I've
had pretty hard day and I'm ready to
pound the pillow till Gabriel blows his
trumpet.
Tuesday-This thing of handling
money all day is fine business! AT the
time I'm raking in the shekels almost
forget 1t isn't all mine, and feel as
disguised with measly 10-cent check
as IL 1t was my funeral. And when
cheap skates come in and order ham
sandwich or piece of pie and wash It
down with glass of water and | have
to make change for five-cent ticket
can hardly keep from saying things. II
there's place on earth to see the
stinginess of people, especially women,
it's a restaurant Girls that | know
get pretty good wages and who will
spend their last cent for a string of
beads begrudge themselves a bite to
eat and would often sneak out of pay
ing for that If there wasn't some one
to watch them.
Wednesday-Of course a row. This
time 1t wasn't with the boss but with
Mr. Clark. / sent him postal the 9TH
er day telling him where | was work.
ing, so he came around to-day. 1t was
past the rush hour and the manager
and two or three fellows were standing
around joshing me and | was having a
pretty gay time All of a sudden l
looked up and saw Mr.. Clark glazing
at us like thunder cloud. He asked
II he could speak to me and the others
went away, Maybe he didn't rip me up
the back And don't see what right
he has either. He simply went up in
the air and called me a firt and said
these man were just stringing me, and
don't know what all. | let him talk
because thought good jealous bout
would be the quickest way to bring
things to a head between us. He went
off in a huff and | don't know when
III see him again. I'm as blue as all
get out.
Thursday-Gee! It's almost like
hearing new language talked to hear
the lingo that these walters use. It's
worse than gibberish or dog latin any
day, because you have to guess what
1t all means. A couple of walters were
standing near my desk this morning
when a man who looked kind of on his
uppers sat down at nearby table.
One of the walters started to walk
away and the other fellow told him to
get busy. Not on your life," called
the waiter, none o. your sinkers in
mine. I'm waitin for t-bone Gus
toner" l asked the manager what
that meant, and he told me that sink
ers stood for doughnuts, and the fell
low was waiting for swell who would
order a sirloin steak and throw in a
tip.
Then he turned to the waiter who
had not gone out and yelled. Hurry
up with that setup!" and the fellow
hustled glass Of water and napkin
in front of the customer and took his
order. AS he passed the coffee urn he
called out: Draw one!"
Friday-I'm all in tonight! What
with the hullabaloo of bowling walters
and the racket of Gathering dishes; a
miXup with dead beats who try to skip
out without paying their checks; learn
ing new language and another scrap
with Charley, Pm about ready to take
busy this noon and as one of the watt
ers passed me he said: Tell that guy
to cut n apple" | hadn't any more
idea what he meant than rabbit, so
let 1t go. When he came back | asked
him and he growled. Jaw, don't you
know a piece of apple pie when you
hear it?" | took a fall out of him
mighty quick and told him that saw
a man get up from a table and walk
quickly past the desk. called after
him, Your check, please" but he
made out he didn't hear me and hur-
ried on. But he fell up against the
manager who had noticed the whole
business, and after n few words came
back sheepishly and dug up 80 cents.
To cap the climax, who should be
sitting at a table the other side of me
but Charley Clark, who had heard the
waiter talk impudent to me and had
seen the row with the customer. When
he came up TO the window he was as
mad as a hornet and said he wanted
me out of this place.
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