the Face of Everyman catered most family reunions held at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He disliked catering this crowd. They had no sense of decorum. Alas, the Tuna dip, Cheese sticks and the Cucumber sandwiches were devoured in a flash. One of the kids put three mini-pizzas under his wing for later. The venerable sage vowed not to watch this sort of “carnage” ever again.
Drones
The New Year brought with it wage negotiation time at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It was difficult for the Face of Everyman to keep track of all the temps who often left during the winter months for gigs down in Mexico. Seen above is Jean-Luc asking for a full time position and more benefits. The venerable sage wasn’t sure that this guy was on the pay roll; and besides his Green Card said Organ Tuner. However, there was an opening for Drone repairman for which, with his flying skills, he seemed suitable enough.
Hysteria
Social media in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was flooded with reports of an escaped Bengal Tiger. the Face of Everyman was able to calm the hysteria by pointing out that an out of focus image of a staff member stringing lights for the New Years Eve Celebration was no cause for alarm. Happy New Years to the 58 followers of this blog.
Fresh Water Abalone
The allure of fresh water abalone was more than Barney could resist. the Face of Everyman tried to keep folks from poaching this tasty mollusk; but, to no avail. The mouth of the Spring of Eternal Giving at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is the only known source. It was only recently that this ancient delicacy had been added to the UN Endangered Species List.
Self-assured
Leon had taken the job as night watchman at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa because it offered paid benefits. If he had known that some self important hunk of basalt would prattle on all night he would have taken the job as swamper at the Village Bar and Grill. Towards dawn the Face of Everyman usually drifted off to sleep; a self-assured smile on his face.
Aggression
Affectionately known as the Little Impaler Timothy often woke up on the wrong side of the bed. the Face of Everyman employed soothing words and song to calm this tormented youngster. The guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seldom noticed the aggression he took out on the falling water.
Clarion Call
the Face of Everyman awoke to a revival type diatribe that the venerable sage hadn’t heard since the days of Billy Sunday. The few onlookers soon wandered away. Only when the speaker had the lowered his voice was it clear that he was against the new taxes being imposed on imported bird seed.
Wide Berth
Once again a wild predator had evaded the alarm sensors protecting the good folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Lucy (AKA Panther) appears to be giving the Face of Everyman a wide berth to lessen any animus. She is a known felon. Even Interpol has began a dossier on her.
Rescue Dog
Although the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was designated a sanctuary it was not yet prepared to host large mammals that had escaped from their loving and caring masters. Quarterly the Face of Everyman had submitted budget proposals to management for kennels and cat boxes; but, in return, received a brief note: “Don’t rock the boat.”
Impasse
Toqui wasn’t sure of the protocol in this situation. Did Robins have a greater right to enter the water first? Or did age and gender have a place in the decision? Sometimes the Face of Everyman pretended not to notice what went on in the lives of those who were guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. As a sort of polite stand off ensued the venerable sage attempted to review in his mind every newspaper column written by Miss Manners. Alas, no response to “Dear Gentle Reader” seemed to fit this stalemate.
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