He showed up before the restaurant opened, dressed in the same clothes as always and a big round wet spot on the front of his pants and smelled of urine and alcohol. The boss usually made his discount breakfast, but he was on his way to the bank, so he let her prepare it.
She tenderly fried his one egg, one piece of ham, and added one slice of buttered toast and gently placed them on a plate.
As she handed him the plate he said, “D’jou make my eeegs like you wuz makin ’em fo yo man?”
He surprised her that he watched her; she thought to herself, “nope, no man, everyone gets this treatment.”