I don't get excited very often. But while washing dishes at Burger King (they have actual trays and pans that need to be washed), I found my senses being filled with stimulation and what not. Lakeisha Green is her name. She is a young woman with style. Wearing hitched up pants and exactly the right size shirt, she is sexy.

I tried to think up something to say which was sincere, debonair and masterful. But when I spoke, I could only mention things that related to our part-time jobs. Have you seen the teflon trays? Is Mario back from break yet? I didn't seem to be winning her attention, as they say.

After weeks of this, I hit upon something that interested her. I presented her with a Chicken Ceasar salad lunch - not from B.K., but from a casual family dining restaurant down the strip. She said Thanks Sendu, then she smiled. I joke you not - that smile of hers is like a full moon.

But then she told me she had a boyfriend.

That night, when her boyfriend came in to pick her up, I jumped the counter (Mario was on break), threw my hat in his face, and said I'm gonna cap your ass, you faggot-ass nigga faggot. I pulled out a spatulla and held it against his neck, so he couldn't see what I was using. This way, the police couldn't be called, as I never had an illegal weapon. Lakeisha looked at me and shook her head quickly two times. Her boyfriend didn't want to fight, and they left together. I think I got the better of him, but it was confusing as to who actually won, because people were silent, and I don't think they were on my side. We'll see to that tomorrow.