Adolfo

Whilst drinking my English breakfast tea in the back of The Flying Star cafe, I motioned for a buser to taker my plate. I asked him to please take my plate then thanked him for it.  He was placing the dishes in the tub when I asked him how his evening was going.  He stopped and looked at me for a second, I am guessing no one had ever asked him that before, I think I am the only one to tell him please or thank you as well.  I am not surprised no one had asked him before because this cafe is a bit posh and expensive, I just get tea or a pastry so they don't kick me out.  Any way he told me that it was really slow for a Friday night and that he wished it was faster, because that made the time go by quicker.  Tonight they are open till 12 am and then he stays an hour after to clean.  Then when he leave around 1 am he goes to his second job down the road at a local tavern working in the kitchen.  I was feeling bad for the guy and then I felt more so when I heard he had five children.  Three boys and two girls ranging from 17 to 3. His wife is working all the time and he is working just as much if not more.  But he is happy to be here in Albuquerque, he has been here for nine years and it is a big Improvement from his home town of Delicias, Chihuahua Mexico.  After a few more pleasantries he asked my name and I asked his, his name is Adolfo and he buses tables and cooks food for those more fortunate than he.  I am glad to have met him and hope to talk to him more at a later date.  But think, I probably wouldn't have talked to him if it wasn't a slow night and I hadn't ordered a cup of tea that he cleared away.  Most of us just look right through these people, but we shouldn't, so here's to you Adolfo