Gregory was enjoying his succulent pork ribs in
a fine restaurant when the chair he was sitting on gave way. With
flailing arms, he landed with an embarrassingly
loud thud on the restaurant floor. The cutlery he was using crashed noisily to the
floor and attracted much unwanted attention from the restaurant's most refined guests.
Gregory's face was beetroot red when he recovered from the fall.
The waiter rushed to his aid immediately, politely asking him if he was all right.
But Gregory was too embarrassed and angry to listen. He demanded that the restaurant
manager attend to him at once! The sheepish manager was all apologetic when he met
Gregory, saying that he knew the restaurant should not have put such
flimsy chairs on the dining floor for customers.
The manager, who was dressed in a pink shirt and green tie, was so sorry for what
Gregory had to go through that he did not stop apologising for the next twenty minutes.
By that time, Gregory was really too hungry to listen to another word.
All he wanted to do was to get back to his delicious pork ribs which, no doubt, were cold by then.
The manager gave Gregory a whole new table with fresh food and a complimentary dessert plate.
Gregory felt secretly happy and calm. At least he did not get hurt from the fall.
He enjoyed the rest of his meal in great comfort, since all the waiters kept a keen eye on his every wish.