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Wen Tso sat at the bar on her legally proscribed break nursing her diet-soda and taking a load off her aching feet. She was four hours into a six hour shift serving as a cocktail waitress at a trendy night club called the "Way-down." Before last night she had never heard of the place until her friend Amelia had suggested she apply there for a easy job and fast cash. She reflected moodily that she had needed both badly after quitting her last job at the Middle Kingdom restaurant down in China Town. That job had come about through another friend Luna who wasn't talking to her at the moment. Therein lay the problem for Wen Tso she couldn't keep friends or jobs for long. | Wen Tso sat at the bar on her legally proscribed break nursing her diet-soda and taking a load off her aching feet. She was four hours into a six hour shift serving as a cocktail waitress at a trendy night club called the "Way-down." Before last night she had never heard of the place until her friend Amelia had suggested she apply there for a easy job and fast cash. She reflected moodily that she had needed both badly after quitting her last job at the Middle Kingdom restaurant down in China Town. That job had come about through another friend Luna who wasn't talking to her at the moment. Therein lay the problem for Wen Tso she couldn't keep friends or jobs for long. | ||
| − | From her perspective she was just unlucky. Unlucky in school, unlucky in employment, and definitely unlucky in love. That was the reason her friends all called her HL, short for Hard-Luck, and the sobriquet had stuck starting in middle-school all the way through to her first | + | From her perspective she was just unlucky. Unlucky in school, unlucky in employment, and definitely unlucky in love. That was the reason her friends all called her HL, short for Hard-Luck, and the sobriquet had stuck starting in middle-school all the way through to her first couple years of college. |
Wen was notified that her break was over when the bartender slapped down a serving tray in front of her and began loading it with drinks. | Wen was notified that her break was over when the bartender slapped down a serving tray in front of her and began loading it with drinks. | ||
Revision as of 21:22, 1 December 2023
There is no real difficulty that requires outward movement. -- I Ching - Hexagram 40 - Jie (Liberation)
Wen Tso sat at the bar on her legally proscribed break nursing her diet-soda and taking a load off her aching feet. She was four hours into a six hour shift serving as a cocktail waitress at a trendy night club called the "Way-down." Before last night she had never heard of the place until her friend Amelia had suggested she apply there for a easy job and fast cash. She reflected moodily that she had needed both badly after quitting her last job at the Middle Kingdom restaurant down in China Town. That job had come about through another friend Luna who wasn't talking to her at the moment. Therein lay the problem for Wen Tso she couldn't keep friends or jobs for long.
From her perspective she was just unlucky. Unlucky in school, unlucky in employment, and definitely unlucky in love. That was the reason her friends all called her HL, short for Hard-Luck, and the sobriquet had stuck starting in middle-school all the way through to her first couple years of college.
Wen was notified that her break was over when the bartender slapped down a serving tray in front of her and began loading it with drinks.
Wen Tso worked her way across the main dance-floor of the Way-Down as she dodged the groping hands of the lonely and desperate on the one hand and the gyrating crowd on the other. As she did so, she marveled once more at the club's decor, a blend of arabesque, classical and post-modern which somehow implied the otherworldly rather than seeming presumptuous and contrived. The dance-floor was a cloud of constantly changing shadows under the shifting patterns of amber and lavender lights.
