mikewerner

Burger Joint by Michael Werner       Aaron thought this guy was a real slug. Sal was a fat, or to be more fare a round pudgy man who looked like his body was a barrel with arms and legs sticking out of it. Sal was a kiss ass to the customers because they gave him the only thing he cared about in life; money, but he was an asshole to everyone else, especially his employees at the restaurant. Although he was nice to all the pretty girls until they rejected his advances, then he was just as mean to them until either he forgot about how much they didn’t like him or enough time went by that time healed all wounds, like time does, even with homely men like Sal. He seemed to not care what he looked like, always wearing that white greasy apron and hastily combed to the side middle age man hair.       Aaron was amused at how the thick skin of Sals forehead came down over his eyes making his face look like a bulldog. His grunty talking even made him sound like one.