The Professional

What makes me the happiest is when I get a smile.
A nod.
A wink.
A “thanks” with a little hair flip.
What makes me the least happy is being taken for granted.
Ignored for my efforts.
Swept aside like cigarette ash on a shiny-wood bar top.
You ask. I deliver.
You want. I deliver… always.
I ALWAYS DELIVER!
And now you bring in this.
This amateur. This nothing. This nobody.
This… This… This DRECK!!!
Are you kidding me?
I offer my hand in friendship and you have the audacity to slap it away?
I bestow greatness upon you and you piss all over it?
You best work hard to get back on my good side, or I’m going to have to spend way too much time reminding you to clean yourself up…
Because you’re embarrassing yourself.
But believe you, me… a Loser is a Loser.
Now please, hand me my hat.
I have to go make the fries.
Breakfast ended at 10:30.