My neighbor, Bob, is the master of cheap eats. With his friend, Al, he dines every Tuesday at out local correctional institute. Subsidized lunch served by felons embarked on new careers costs a buck sixty-two.<\/p>\n
Last week, Bob brought his wife, Mary, to the local technical school for lunch. The public cafeteria provides inexpensive meals while some high school students learn the ins and outs of restaurant work.<\/p>\n
Bob’s approached by a sixteen year old from whom he orders his meal, and then he engages Mary in conversation. Time flies and after a while Bob wonders what happened to his roast beef sandwich and French onion soup. Until he spies his waitress, now dressed in gym clothes, leaving the room.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
My neighbor, Bob, is the master of cheap eats. With his friend, Al, he dines every Tuesday at out local correctional institute. Subsidized lunch served by felons embarked on new careers costs a buck sixty-two. Last week, Bob brought his … Continue reading