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Apr 19, 2025
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Short-Order Cook
It was 3 a.m., but the orders were piling up
on the chrome-plated spinning rack.
One customer sent their plate back.
"Wants more peas.",
Moon, the waitress said.
I didn't get angry.
I felt there was a kind of sadness
within the request.
I don't particularly like peas,
but everyone got plenty of them after that.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: Inspired by a memory from one of my earliest jobs.The only reason I remember the name of the waitress is because she was awful to work with - thanks for the assist Moon! LOL!
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
Candlewitch
3 months ago
Dear Michael,
Thank you for sharing this memory with us!
(I Hate peas, with a passion! especially canned peas... mushy and tasting of tin)
fondly, Cat
Michael Anthony
3 months ago
I hear you about peas Cat! As
I hear you about peas Cat! As I recall, these came in a very large industrial size tin can - so much of a bad thing - LOL!
Best