Dialogue Essay: Lunch Intermissions

“Not bad,” replied Gabby, who had thrown her bag up on the counter and was trying to fish out a lighter, “just got off!” Both of her stockings had a run in them and flicks of discarded food stuck to the sides of her tennis shoes. Her dress was black and sparkling. Vernon could tell she worked at another diner the moment she got out of the cab. The waitress flipped over an empty cup and poured out what was leftover of the coffee. Gabby had lite her cigarette, inhaled a drag, took a sip, and exhaled out a thick cloud of smoke in one single breath. “Ended up pulling a double?” The swirls in the smoke seemed to actuate Gaby's words. “Don’t remind me!” replied the waitress, who had removed one of her flats and was rubbing her heel, “I’ve been on and off my feet since 9:30 this morning.” Gabby looked towards the front of the diner at the back of Vernon’s head and then back at the waitress. “Rough night?” “Nope,” replied the waitress, “he’s been coming in here late for the last month or so, keeps to himself.” They both could see that Vernon was moving his hands while he was talking to himself. “We still on for tonight,” asked Gabby. “Maybe,” said the waitress, “as long we can get a table.” The band aids on the back of her heels needed to be replaced with new ones. Gabby

Sam’s Deli was wide and large with dim lighting. The walls decorated with posters of NY City in the 1930’s and its tables were wood stools with comfortable chairs. To the left was a bar and had boots seating on the other side of the counter, and a row of finely dried meats hung from above the booths and added to the aroma. All conversations were kept secret as the load crowed laughed and enjoyed the atmosphere. Adam had eaten there a few times during his first year enrolled in a CUNY collage down the block.

February 1, 1960, four African American freshman from North Carolina Agricultural and Technical State University sat down at a lunch counter in a Woolworth store but there was a whites only policy at the counter. They were refused service because their color of their skin and when they were asked to move they refused to move a muscle. “ Despite threats and intimidation, the students sat quietly and waited to be served” (Sit-In). They sat there until it was closing time. This was the begin of a non-violent protest, the civil rights sit-in was born. The second day the four men came back but this time they brought with twenty-five other students from the college. And on the third day,

First off, every time there has been a death in Sugarloaf no one knows where Joey was at the time of the deaths. In the case of his fathers death no one was around so Joey could’ve spooked Shieka, which caused her to step on Teds head killing him. Then as his mom was searching for him in the woods during the night something jumped out of the woods and knocked her over the edge of the cliff. In the case of the campers’ death he had ran off because he was frustrated but showed up later on. And lastly as Bill Sikes the caretaker was looking for Joey after he had ran off, Bill was brutally killed, his head barely attached to his head like he was a prisoner being executed. ☺ Even the next morning Joey woke up in bloodstained clothes which further gives the illusion that he could be the killer since he is never around when the murders happen. “Everywhere dark stains covered his clothes. Bloodstains. Still wet, still sticky (Saul 224). This quote clearly shows that for some reason the morning the Bill Sikes was killed that Joey had wet bloodstains on his clothes but had no idea where they had come from since at the time Joey did not know that Bill had been killed. It’s like Joey has an alter ego and when he slips into that other reality he no longer can remember what he is doing or has any control over his actions. Its like Joey is a mad dog. ☺ Where he

Once the staff was able to cart him off the field coach yelled, “ Get in there Joey”. My eyes lit up and I sprinted to the huddle. “Great to see ya” muttered Jack who seemed a lot less than grateful.

Thank you again for taking the time to speak with me! Below is the invitation for the Chihuahuas and Padres Luncheon on 3/31/16. Right now tables are very limited for players and coaches. With the player table, you get nine seats with the tenth seat being either the Chihuahuas coach and player or Padres player. Please fill out the attached order form to reserve your table. Please let me know if you have any questions. I look forward to hearing from you!

The United States of America was born from a power struggle. Before it was the great international leader that it is today, it was just a wee set of colonies being fought over by the new European inhabitants and the monarchy of England. The people of the colonies won custody from England in a bloody battle and this country has been growing rapidly ever since. Unfortunately, since America is a product of a broken home, it has continued to have control issues; even two hundred years later, no one can ever agree on anything. One of the most significant power struggles seen today is the battle between the federal government and the state government: who really has control? While some rights and policies are explicitly named in the constitution, many others are left up for interpretation (thank the ninth and tenth amendments for this). While many disputes like abortion or marriage rights are prominently debated in the media, there are a few smaller yet still important concerns that are being fought over that are not as commonly discussed. One dividing problem in particular is the matter of public school lunches; while some argue that federal control would be better for students nationwide, others claim that the states know their own people and they should be allowed to make the best decisions.

All this time, Luke had been taking a leisurely stroll to his car pretending to be admiring the beauty of nature, while instead his ears were straining to listen to Pete and Joe.

On Sunday, Joey goes to a local church for a Sunday school with other girls in the neighborhood her age. Later that morning, they Watson’s hear an explosion and quickly find out the church had been bombed. Four young girls had been reported dead, the family immediately thinks that Joetta is dead. Kenny goes back to Grandma Sands and finds Joey there alive. He thinks he’s seeing her ghost, but realizes she’s actually alive and the family

Meet the Smiths, a family of four living in a small city. Mr. Smith is unable to work due to his obesity, so Mrs. Smith works long hours to support her family. While Mrs. Smith is at work, Mr. Smith stays at home to watch their two kids, ten-year-old Michael and one-year-old Zack. Mr. Smith is not able to walk long distances, so Michael has to do a lot of chores and take care of Zack. On her way home from work, Mrs. Smith picks up something from McDonald’s. Michael sees the McDonald’s box and feels discouraged. This is the third time this week that they have eaten fast food, and Michael is beginning to crave something fresh. While the family is eating, Michael asks his parents, “How come we always eat McDonald’s?” His mom replies with, “Because,

Mary was on her way to the grocery store when she saw Frank out in the front yard mowing his overgrown grass. He waved for her to come over because they needed to talk about the upcoming block party, but she didn't have time just now. As she got into her car, Mary said Call me tomorrow. Wait! Frank jogged over. I have to get going, Frank. We can chat tomorrow. Well, I just wanted to ask you if we should get veggie burgers, too. I thonk we should have some options for the non-carnivores.Of course. Sounds good.I have to run, but we can go over it all tomorrow on the phone.Oh, and should we get gluten-free buns, too? Uh, sure...Let's talk tomorrow. Ok? Ok. Later then. See you later

Mark was at his locker, waiting for me. “Well, well, well. What do we have on the menu today. . . ,” Mark guffawed. “For an appetizer, we have a nerd pie, with a little bit of Parmesan for flavour. For the main course, spaghetti with meatballs made of Ray. Who wants to go first?”

Breakfast has long been perpetuated to be the most important meal of the day. It provides the necessary energy that one needs to perform during the day. Skipping breakfast can lead to exhaustion, extreme hunger, and lack of focus. The importance of breakfast cannot be overlooked, but the nutritional value of one’s morning meal is equally important.

“The lake, I’m supposed to meet them at the lake. They probably went to the tavern first, but even those two wouldn’t meet with a kid in a tavern.”

Before dinner they went to fonders’ room to play with little dinosaur figures. They were playing with dinosaurs for about half an hour then fonders mom called them down for dinner. His mom was serving grilled steak, with creamy stuffed potatoes, and fried asparagus. After dinner he had to get home,