She waited on tables as usual that day, her twentieth birthday. She always worked on Fridays, but if things had gone according to the plan that particular Friday she would have had the night of the other part time girl had a great to switch ships with her as a matter of course being screamed at by an angry chef while lunging pumpkin gnocchi and seafood fritto misto to customers table was no way to spend once 20th birthday. A cold and gone to bed with unstoppable diarrhoea and a fever of 104 degree so she ended up working after all at short notice.
She found herself trying to comeferred the Sikh girl who had called apologize "don't worry about it " ,she said ' I wasn't going to do anything special anyway even if it is my 20th birthday.'