"Uh, excuse me Mr. Witter," Pacey looked up. "What's up Cory?" "Well, the
Guinness and the Sam Adams taps have run out, there is a toilet overflowing
in the women's bathroom, and we are packed to capacity tonight with very
anxious and annoyed people waiting outside and we can't seat them."
"Oh, okay well," Pacey put his paperwork down and got up. "get someone in the bathroom to go fix the situation in the bathroom, I talked to the beer company guy yesterday and they were supposed to come today, and we're just a little crowded to night, but it's the Saturday before Christmas, what do you expect?"
***
Pacey had successfully opened a restaurant in Boston called Over the Monster near Fenway Park. The restaurant gained huge popularity within a month of business. The place is packed almost every night and is a great stop before going to a Red Sox game.
***
"Mr. Witter, your wife is on the phone." "Thank you, I'll take it in my office." "Hello." "Hey Pace, how are things going?" Joey asked. He sighed. "Crazy and hectic." "Hm, guess what's on tonight?" "What?" His tired voice echoed through the receiver. "It's A Wonderful Life, are you going to be home in time to watch it?" "Hm, I don't think so, I have to stay and make sure everything runs smoothly and no other catastrophes catapult out of control. "Don't wait up for me, it looks like I'm not going to get home until after midnight." "Okay Pace, I'll let you get back to your work, see you when you get home, I love you." "I love you too Jo, bye." "Bye Pacey."
"Mr. Witter a customer is complaining about the food." Pacey closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "This is going to be a long night."
***
Pacey pulled into their driveway around one-thirty in the morning. He trudged up the set of stairs to their apartment and slowly opened the door. There were no lights on, except for the glow of the Christmas tree in the living room. He walked down the hall and slipped quietly into their bedroom. Joey was asleep peacefully and had a cast of light across her face from the streetlights.
Pacey loosened his tie and changed into pajamas. He got into bed kissed Joey on the cheek, rolled onto his side and slowly closed his heavy eyes.
"Oh, okay well," Pacey put his paperwork down and got up. "get someone in the bathroom to go fix the situation in the bathroom, I talked to the beer company guy yesterday and they were supposed to come today, and we're just a little crowded to night, but it's the Saturday before Christmas, what do you expect?"
***
Pacey had successfully opened a restaurant in Boston called Over the Monster near Fenway Park. The restaurant gained huge popularity within a month of business. The place is packed almost every night and is a great stop before going to a Red Sox game.
***
"Mr. Witter, your wife is on the phone." "Thank you, I'll take it in my office." "Hello." "Hey Pace, how are things going?" Joey asked. He sighed. "Crazy and hectic." "Hm, guess what's on tonight?" "What?" His tired voice echoed through the receiver. "It's A Wonderful Life, are you going to be home in time to watch it?" "Hm, I don't think so, I have to stay and make sure everything runs smoothly and no other catastrophes catapult out of control. "Don't wait up for me, it looks like I'm not going to get home until after midnight." "Okay Pace, I'll let you get back to your work, see you when you get home, I love you." "I love you too Jo, bye." "Bye Pacey."
"Mr. Witter a customer is complaining about the food." Pacey closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "This is going to be a long night."
***
Pacey pulled into their driveway around one-thirty in the morning. He trudged up the set of stairs to their apartment and slowly opened the door. There were no lights on, except for the glow of the Christmas tree in the living room. He walked down the hall and slipped quietly into their bedroom. Joey was asleep peacefully and had a cast of light across her face from the streetlights.
Pacey loosened his tie and changed into pajamas. He got into bed kissed Joey on the cheek, rolled onto his side and slowly closed his heavy eyes.