At the Counter
She won’t
serve me…They serve me next to the canteen, though. The lady allows me to have
my sandwich in the corner. I should have gone there. Damn. She doesn’t look
friendly. I had a good morning so far. I have enough…that pizza looks
good…smells good. Why did I came here? I don’t mind the students. They are O.K.
They only look for a while. My brother said this place is all right. He went to
school today…I wish he were here. I I wish he got us a pizza. I’ll never come
without him. Never. I hope the other lady will come to ask me. I should step
back and let someone else come forward. Did I get enough money? She looked over
her shoulder…What if she’s making a big fuss…she won’t serve me. What takes her
that long? Next time after my round i’m going next to the canteen. They have
better cakes. But I won’t come without my brother. He said if I ask nicely,
they serve. Oh, how much I hate to be a gypsy!…’yes, please. Could I have a
half pizza?