Random Scrap:
The story about Michael's restaurant would not be complete without special mention to all the kitchen staff and busboys. People like Miguel who would come every shift to make salads and still put smile on his face. Or Jose he would work two jobs and all he wished for was for his sons to go to school. They were all immigrants. The sweat on their foreheads and swearing was the other side of the American dreams. As for Michael, yes he was scary and tough but it's hard for me to find anything bad to say about him. To run a successful restaurant for twenty years did require a personality. But I also got to see a soft side of him when I told him I had to leave. He was genuinely moved. On my last evening he took out bunch of banknotes and just handed it to me - over a hundred dollars. Not a bad bonus for otherwise a boring shift.