Peggy’s Place
Sean, der Koch, sucht immer noch nach einem Ernährungsberater, um seine neue Geschäftsidee in Spotlights ganz eigenem Londoner Pub zu verwirklichen. Von INEZ SHARP
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Peggy: So you still haven’t found a nutritionist to work with you, Sean?
George: Perhaps you haven’t been looking hard enough.
Sean: That’s not the problem. It’s just a part time job, but it needs a lot of expertise. Finding that combination is difficult. Also the hours are quite irregular, and we can’t offer too much money in the startup phase.
Peggy: What happened with Helen?
Sean: It’s not really an option for her — giving up a well-paid, full-time job in nursing for something that is basically an experiment.
Phil: So where do you go from here?
Sean: I do have one more candidate. Her name’s Greta. She’s from Germany. She’s been doing odd jobs here for a few months, and she’s a qualified nutritionist. She’s looking for a way to supplement her income.
George: Sounds good.
Sean: Yeah, she’s coming by in a few minutes for an informal interview. Right, I need to check the deliveries, Peggy.
Peggy: It’s OK. If she turns up, I’ll get you. What did you say her name was?
Sean: Greta. Thanks.
Peggy: Do you want another drink, George?
George: Yeah, why not? Maggie won’t be home yet.
Greta: Excuse me! Is this Peggy’s Place? Peggy: If that’s what it says on the sign outside...
Greta: Sorry? Peggy: Ah, you must be the candidate for the job with Sean.
Greta: Yes, with the chef, I mean the boss. Or is he the boss and the chef?
Peggy: No, I’m the boss. I’m Peggy. Sean’s the chef. I’ll go and get him.
Greta: Sorry, but could I have a water first? And maybe I could leave my body bag here.
Phil: Not if there’s a body in it.
Greta: Sorry?
Phil: Oh, you mean your backpack.
Greta: Yes, my body bag. May I ask: am I chic enough dressed? I thought about wearing a costume...
George: Why would you wear a costume to an interview?
Greta: But then I thought: Greta, why not just wear a smart hose?
Phil: And that, if I may say so, is one smart hose. Good decision!
Peggy: (aside) What on earth is she talking about?
Phil: I really don’t know, but it’s highly entertaining.
George: Maybe her English just isn’t very good. Peggy: Here’s your glass of water. Greta: I’m sorry, but I have no money to pay for the water. I’m afraid my Tube ticket wasn’t guilty, and I had to buy a new one.
Peggy: That’s fine. The water’s on the house. I’ll go and get Sean.
Phil: So how long have you been in the UK, Greta?
Greta: Since two months. To begin, I didn’t like it. I was in an apartment with three boys. They just sit around all day eating food out of dosen.
George: Dosen?
Greta: You know, round metal boxes.
Phil: Oh, you mean tins.
Greta: Also one of them was a spanner. Phil: Completely confused. George? George: Yup! Ah, here comes Sean! Sean: Hello, Greta! Nice to meet you. I’m Sean. Greta: Hello, Sean! I’m really look forward to this intercourse with you. I think you’ll find I am perfect for the work.
“I thought about wearing a costume”