Guys here are a lot shorter than back home. The other day I asked one of the waitresses that works with me if she thinks I’m short. Her response was something along the lines of: “You? Short? What are you talking about? I have work to do!” Okay, that part were she had work to do, I made that up.

Now that the festive season has come and gone the restaurant is pretty much empty. Also the manager decided to hire an army of waiters so now every night we outnumber the customers. I used to like studying the behaviour of colourful  sea creatures in our aquarium when I was bored at work. But  lately I’ve found it far more interesting to look at the dynamics of mini waiter colonies of baby blue and white scattering and reforming around the restuarant as the managers move around.