“Janice, you did it again,” Stan cried.
“I’m sorry, Stan,” Janice said. “I didn’t mean to overfill the cup.”
Stan, the cook, was thinking that he was going to have to fire Janice. She just was not a good waitress.
The diner was full for lunch. Many professional people grabbed lunch at Stan’s Diner and he liked for his service to be impeccable. Janice was sloppy with her work, but she was not an experienced waitress. He was just giving her a chance because she couldn’t find any other job.
Meanwhile, Janice was embarrassed. She really needed this job. She was serving a woman in a booth alone. She was so nervous, afraid she would do something wrong. Suddenly, the woman she was serving spoke to her.
“Young woman, could I speak with you?”
“Yes,” Janice replied.
“Is this your chosen career?”
“No. I was an English major in college and can’t find a job.”
“I’m a writer,” the woman said. “Why don’t we talk about you working for me?”
Janice started to smile.