Hey, that's my paper!!!
November 6th 2008 00:03
My first successful 'fern' design
One of our more colourful customers, who comes in on a regular basis has a habit of totally disintegrating the daily paper that we buy for the shop.
For customers pleasure we buy the local and the Sydney paper so people can read something while they are waiting for their order, or even if they sit down to eat, the papers are there for their convenience. This older lady, who I believe is a 'couple of sandwiches short of her picnic basket', will order her small coffee and two doughnuts then take our paper out to the al fresco area.
Mark is always cringeing at the sight of her taking it away as he knows it will come back totally demolished. Pages missing, not folded, an absolute paper schamozzle!!!
One Saturday morning, in fact the day of the Cox Plate, this same lady had tied her dog up outside and placed a newspaper (not from our shop) on one of our tables and had come in to place her order. She was just starting to explain to me that she had actually bought the paper on the table, and she'd grabbed our Sydney paper, because she wanted to get all the details for the big horse race today, when she turned around and noticed a customer I had just served, glancing through her paper out on the table.
If there had been a bomb explosion, it may not have been heard above the sound of this lady's fury...
"HEY!!" she yelled. "That's my paper! That's my paper!" And with that she fairly flew out the door to where her unarmed paper sat exposed to the eyes of other customers.
Julie, our senior, was bent over double behind the sandwich bar laughing so hard, she was crying, while I had to maintain a straight face when our colourful customer came back in and calmly ordered her coffee and doughnuts, now the threat to her paper had been averted.
And our Sydney paper that she had borrowed....it came back demolished.
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