One waiter made all the difference. The Manager was in two minds whether to keep or fire him. Though he really put off some high-brow customers, he attracted the general crowd who brought all the money to the cash counter.
The man was put to this job by the Manager as he had incurred the Manager’s ire in some small matter. Firing him would have caused its own complications for the Manager so he was demoted to wait upon the clients, a job that the Manager gave for boys much junior to him. But the officer turned waiter made the hotel’s cash counter ring louder than ever.
The Manager’s minions brought him spicy news. His mind said some of the spice was added while carrying but he yielded to his weakness and believed.
He had to make his decision. He couldn’t think of any more ways of making his victim grovel. This man was made of rubber. He could bend to any extent yet not break. The Manager thought hard how to make this fellow more of a menial. No inspiration came. With a sigh he made his decision. Before he reached for the phone it rang.
Tomcat had to let go Jerry the mouse as Jimmy the dog barked.
‘Yes, sir’ he said and froze. ‘Yes, yes sir’ he could only mumble.
He was kicked upstairs to their head-quarters to wait upon his long-forgotten bosses.
The big fish in a small tank suddenly found itself a tiny fish in a gigantic tank.
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