In from the cold
Breakdowns suck. Even when they're not the mental kind.
Logan's tired, but not exhausted, when he wanders into the Bar. It's the end of his first day as a man-of-all-work in Ohio, and it could have been busier. Susie, the head waitress, blames the recession - "Folks just not feelin' sociable lately. Cup of coffee's a luxury they don't got time or money for, these days" - but it's fine by Logan. He's never bussed tables before, or washed dishes for other people. He'll take not-so-busy.
Now, though, it's a pleasure to order a cup of coffee and know he won't have to worry about getting crud off the sides of it. Small things.
Logan's tired, but not exhausted, when he wanders into the Bar. It's the end of his first day as a man-of-all-work in Ohio, and it could have been busier. Susie, the head waitress, blames the recession - "Folks just not feelin' sociable lately. Cup of coffee's a luxury they don't got time or money for, these days" - but it's fine by Logan. He's never bussed tables before, or washed dishes for other people. He'll take not-so-busy.
Now, though, it's a pleasure to order a cup of coffee and know he won't have to worry about getting crud off the sides of it. Small things.