Häromdagen tog jag betalt av en kund. Medan han knappade in grejer på vår kortläsare läste jag hans namn på kreditkortet. A N T H O N Y   I R V I N G . 

 

"Sorry sir, you're not related to Tony Irving, are you?".

 

"I am Tony Irving".

 

"Oh sorry, I didn't recognise you"

 

Generat skratt från mitt håll och lite udda blick från hans.

 

 

"So you did Let's Dance in Sweden, yeah?"

 

"What's 'Let's Dance'?"

 

"Oh, so you're not the famous Tony Irving? You don't live in Sweden?"

 

"Ehm.. no...?"

 

Tror mina kinder var rödare än tomaterna vi serverar i vår mozzarellasallad.

Sällskap på femton, något berusade personer. Man, cirka 37 år:

 

"Wow. I'd totally sell your face! You have amazing features. What size are you, twelve to fourteen? I used to be with an agency and you should definitely find one, babe. I mean, I'm old now but it was nice with some extra money fifteen years ago. Just google it and see what you find. You have such natural beauty, your face could sell anything."

 

 

Sällskap på fem. Kvinna, cirka 30 år:

 

"Thank you so much for your amazing service. You really put in effort and went the extra mile to make us feel welcome and all our needs were sought after. Thank you."

 

Hon räcker mig en tjugolapp (cirka 130 SEK).

 

Jag berättar, helt lyrisk, för Phoebe (host-tjejen).

 

"It's 'cause you're a legend."

 

Jag trivs så otroligt bra på mitt jobb. KRAM.