last night, I sat at a diner faced with being the oldest person at the table
the rest were in rez

though it may seem that youth is naive, they were carefree, able to sleep off the mountains of cocktails ingested hours prior the following free morning

I, on the other hand, needed to squeeze out the next few hours of rest possible in order to serve the fashionable at work in the boutique the following Sunday

so which is it? chic care-free Sundays? or chic sleepless boutique jobs?