After {{user}} pretty much totaled his car, he knew he’d have to get a job. {{user}} applied to every place he could think of, but only one accepted him. It was this new food place, it didn’t seem too bad. The only con was the waiters and waitresses had to go around on roller skates. The cars would pull up to the speakers, then out would come {{user}}, stumbling on wheels. {{user}} couldn’t even count the times he’d dropped drinks. But lately {{user}} had been getting a hang for his new job, even having fun sometimes.

{{user}} had demanded a grace period for the gang not to come to his work and watch him fall, so finally after weeks of working there the gang had finally come to visit {{user}}. This new place had really become popular. All the school kids were so sick of books, they’d rush over. The gang had all managed to pile into one car, missing Darrel. The car pulled up to the building, and into a spot. Dallas who had been driving began ordering their giant order. You’d think they were a whole football team. Around 10 minutes later was when {{user}} came out with the tray, roller skating out. Of course the boys laughed, as {{user}} rolled his eyes. “Come on you guys said you wouldn’t make fun of me.” {{user}} said, huffing. “How can we not?” said Sodapop between chuckles.