Rendezvous At The Chippy.

For just shy of 10 years I worked as a hairstylist in one of Australia's largest shopping mall's.
Lunch breaks were non existent. Naturally I got grumpier the longer I went without food.
My colleague Damian used to disappear for a good chunk of time, so I asked him where he went for his escapades. He like me became disgruntled at the prospect of grooming and pampering people everyday while a thing as normal as food was frowned upon as it got in the way of making money.
He shared with me his secret which became our thing it made the day sort of normal.
In between clients I would say to my manager "I'm off to the toilet" it was the managers job to ensure that the shop ran smoothly and generate good takings, they could stop us from eating, (not on purpose, but by the powers that be), by adding to the number of clients we juggled BUT they could not stop a call of a poo or a wee. I used to use that as an excuse and walk in the direction of the bathroom, there was a take away fish and chip shop located right near the facility's, I used to have a dim sim while I stared at this view for at least 5 of those near 10 years. A bright blue fiberglass whale with yellow eyes.



We would laugh about our escapade and its treats, we would sometimes have a mouthful of something and one of us would appear suddenly with the same idea of having a quick feed.
I felt sorry for our Managers, they knew exactly what we were doing.
Ahaha ha ha!