The Waitress Was New

My 10 highlights

• I’m a superstitious guy, especially now that I live alone. It’s just that I have too much time to myself, really. With no one there to answer me, I come up with some very odd ideas sometimes.

• Young guys hang around in the streets, talking loudly about the same things people talk about everywhere else.

• I could see so many memories shining in her eyes, just on the brink of tears. I know that feeling myself, but I’ve forgotten it, mostly.

• I took the underpass and headed for track B to wait for the local to Saint-Lazare. There couldn’t have been more than ten of us in the last car, and I felt like we were all rushing together toward a big, not completely black hole, but I seemed to be the only one who knew. The trees were pretty to look at, over by

• Sometimes we talk, which for a barman means I listen while he throws out sentences that don’t always know where they’re going, about his life, his career, his children.

• He really should have come home earlier, or else he should have left long ago, if that’s what he wanted to

• took a long hot shower, and I didn’t do any singing, but still it was nice.

• All in all, he seemed like a kid who needed a blowjob and then a Mars bar, or maybe even both at the same time.

• pushed the button on the remote and immediately turned down the sound so I wouldn’t have to hear words I hadn’t asked for, I get more than enough of that at work.

• Apart from the fact that on the whole I didn’t give a damn, the day was off to a good start, the boss still hadn’t come back.