I work in a popular restaurant in a big city. That means I see people, lots of people. And some people have certain features that make them stand out. I served a lady the other day who was very pretty, but she had a mole on the tip of her nose, right smack in the middle of her schnoz. It was quite obvious and very distracting. I couldn’t help noticing and I tried to take her order like normal, but I’m sure she knew that I noticed her nose mole. She probably gets second looks all the time. I felt bad. I didn’t mean to stare. Sometimes I can’t help it. Sorry, mole nose lady. You’re a better person than me.
Critically Rated at 4/17
Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young