The Last Time I Went to Work in a Cafe on Lenster Square

For just over a week, i worked in a trendy sort of cafe on kildare street that specialized in gooy hot chocolates and exotically flavoured coffees. I couldn't remember the last time i'd eaten something nice. One afternoon, i watched as half a doorstep sandwich got tossed intact into a bin. And cox myself into a detached trance to prevent my hands from diving in after it. We must have been staying in the place on lenster square, or perhaps at anna's friend's house somewhere near the canal. Not surprisingly, i overslept and didn't arrive at work on time.