Rozy HousewifeRozy was tired. Even for her happy go lucky clown, this was an exhausting day. She was called in early, because someone was sick. She had to work lunch, supper, and closing. The day was over, but what a day. The restaurant seemed always full. Kids ask for a new wacky prize when they broke the first one. The soda fountain seemed to be running out every time she turned around. Then the cleanup of one table had to be done quickly for there seemed to be a family waiting to site. Rozy was bouncing from one task to another, leaving somethings always bouncing. She could not believe how bad this day had been. The last customers had left, some very rowdy and likely drunk college boys. The kept toss fries on the floor, so they could see Rozy bend over and pick them up. Rozy ache all over, the only spot that did not hurt was her big red nose. She had bumped her head on the counter retrieving some straws.