Between Jobs
By luigi_pagano
Sat, 18 Feb 2017
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I recognised her right away
when she took my order
in a motorway’s dingy café.
Her name was Virginia
but everyone called her Ginny.
She was dressed like a waitress
of the old Lyons Corner House
with a white cap and a pinny.
The menu was a hodgepodge,
from fish and chips to spaghetti.
I wanted to ask her why
she had made the decision
to wait on tables in this dump
when last year she’d performed
with acclaim at the Drury Lane
but decided my query was petty
and didn’t wish to inflict any pain.
We got talking and she told me
that she was between jobs.
I expected a flood of tears
and perhaps some pitiful sobs
but she smiled and remarked
that it was a temporary blip,
so I paid my bill which was cheap
and gave her a generous tip.
© Luigi Pagano 2017
I.P this week is: Waiting.
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Ahh! An Actors life is a hard
Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Ahh! An Actors life is a hard one, as you so rightly put in this perfect for the I P poem Luigi.
Jenny. xx
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Paints a mental image of the
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Paints a mental image of the place and poor Ginny. Maybe she chooses her parts carefully. As Jenny said, a hard life. First the rejections, then the critics. Enjoyed it Luigi.
Parson Thru
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Luigi, Ginny is my kind of
Permalink Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on
Luigi, Ginny is my kind of gal. I teach creative writing but I only get a few sessions of work each term as I work for a tiny organisation on a limited budget. So I also do 18 hours a week early morning cleaning. Needs must
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I like this. Her cheerful
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I like this. Her cheerful disposition and optimism is comforting.
The beat of your heart is the mellifluent rhythm to my soul.
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