The lad on the right, C. Riley H. is our designated dishwasher unloader…again. When Paul lowered the wage to one chip some harsh words were exchanged and Christopher went on strike. I had grown accustomed to the dishwasher being unloaded as soon as it was clean and was not really happy that Paul had mucked up employee relations. He crossed the picket line to empty the dishwasher himself.
There are times that I wonder if my colleagues have secret meetings without me and schedule our days so that at all times, at least one of them, is misbehaving. I’ve never actually come across the little planners I picture, but I won’t be surprised if I ever do.
Here we are trying to take a nice family picture. Christopher is on his mark. Lydia is offstage fluffing her hair or something. Eden seems to be feeling disenfranchised for one reason or another which may have motivated her next move which was to get up and tap the laptop.