Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-07-13
Diary Of.
Merry Ethel

bosses every week that I suppose
place would sour on me IL / 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 a few good times out Of this
job. I've been a dead one for q long
time and think I'll have some fun
with some OF those guys that tried to
firt with me to-day. / always have
envied a cashier in restaurant. She
has such a good chance to meet fell
lows and jolly them bit, and yet the
little cage all around her keeps them
at distance and acts as reminder
that she's some pumpkins. But some
l don't take 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 it isn't all mine, and feel as
disguised with a measly 10-cent check
as If 1t was my funeral. And when
cheap skates come in and order ham
sandwich or piece of pie and wash 1t
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 I know
get pretty good wages and who will
spend their last cent for 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 it wasn't with the boss but with
Mr.. Clark. sent him postal the 9TH
err day telling him where I 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 I
looked up and saw Mr.. Clark glazing
| at us like thunder cloud. He asked
If 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 hirt and said
these men 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 head between us. He went
off in a huff and | don't know when
/ I'll see him again. Pm as blue as all
get out.
Thursday-Gee! It's almost like
hearing a 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 wall
away and the other fellow told him to
the waiter, none o. your sinkers In
mine. I'm waitin' for t-bone Gus.
TONER" 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 wouli
order a sirloin steak and throw in {
tip.
Then he turned to the waiter whit
had not gone out and yelled, "Hurr!
| hot oafv nd ho
hustled a glass of water and napkin
in front of the customer and took hi
order. AS he passed the coffee urn h
called out: Draw one!" !.
Friday-I'm all in tonight! VIVA
with the hullabaloo of bowling waiter
and the racket of Gathering dishes;
mixup with dead beats who try to ski
out without paying their checks; learn
ing a new language and another scra
with Charley, I'm about ready to tax
up the simple life. We were awfu
. busy this noon and as one of the wait
] ers passed me he said: Tell that gu
/ to cut n apple" hadn't any NOR
idea what he meant than rabbit, s
! l let it go. When he came back aske
him and he growled, Jaw, don't 20
know a piece of apple pie when yo
hear it?" I took a fall out of hiI
mighty quick and told him that sa'
t a man get up from table and wal
:, quickly past the desk. called afte
e him, "Your check, please" but b
d made out he didn't hear me and hui
r ried on. But he fell up against til
: manager who had noticed the who
business. and after a few words can
back sheepishly and dug up IS cents
= To cap the climax, who should
;, sitting at a table the other side of n
but Charley Clark, who had heard Il
waiter talk impudent to me and hs
Q seen the row with the customer. Whe
u he came up to the window he was