The Cake Is A Lie, Part 6
(I work in a restaurant as a busboy, and then as a waiter. The restaurant that I work in will give you free chocolate cake if it is your birthday. The cake isn’t very big, but large enough for four people. A woman comes in with six kids, all around the age of five or six years old.)
Customer: “It’s my son’s birthday, and we would like the free cake, and waters for everyone.”
Me: “Sure.”
(Normally, customers order food and get the cake as dessert. I run and grab a cake and bring it out with plates and the water for everyone. The cake also comes with a single candle that we light, and we leave the cake knife on the table so the customer can cut the cake themselves. I light the candle and start to walk away.)
Customer: “Wait! You have to sing Happy Birthday to my son.”
Me: “Okay.”
(This is nothing I’ve ever been asked to do, and I can’t sing well at all, but I sing “Happy Birthday.”)
Customer: “Can’t you cut the cake for us?”
Me: “Sure.”
(I cut the cake and distributed it to each child. Somehow, with only cake and water, they managed to make a huge mess, and then left in a hurry. They ended up leaving me a single dollar for all of the trouble and the free cake.)
Related:
The Cake Is A Lie, Part 5
The Cake Is A Lie, Part 4
The Cake Is A Lie, Part 3
