Gypsy Rose Tony’s Tale, Pt. 4
“Mr. Malory, get your butt out of the kitchen and off to class,” Mrs. O’Cleary, the aging lunchlady said. “I don’t want you losing any scholarship money on account of your working here.”
“But Mrs. O’Cleary, the lunch rush will be starting soon,” Tony said in protest, “I don’t want to leave you short handed. Plus today’s class is nothing but a review, I won’t be missing anything important.”
“Listen here young man, I’ve been running this cafeteria longer then you’ve been walking the earth; I can handle any sort of rush that comes my way,” Mrs. O’Cleary said, stirring a big pot of macaroni and cheese. “And an extra review can’t hurt you come time for the final exam. Now get your butt in gear before I personally kick it out the door.”
Tony smiled and laughed to himself, he appreciated having someone outside his family take such an interest in his well being. “All right fine, but don’t complain to me if you get bogged down with hungry students.”
“You won’t hear me complain, Mr. Malory, unless you are late for your class; get a move on.”
“There’s no point in arguing with you,” Tony said with a smile on his lips, “I’ll be back in a couple hours to help you clean up.”
“That’ll be fine. Study hard, so you can get that scholarship money and rent that little house you keep going on about.”
“I will try my best,” Tony said, as he took off apron and headed out the door.
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