Everything had gone wrong that morning. The chef had arrived late, nursing a hangover, and the kitchen hadn't been cleaned properly the night before, which put him in a worse mood.
那天早晨,一切事情都不对劲。厨师来晚了,昨晚喝多了,还没缓和过来,同时,本该及时收拾干净的厨房还是一团糟,使得他心情更糟。
The boss, having attended the same party, was in a similar state. He was holding his head and trying to do the accounts at the same time. Enclosed in his little glass-fronted office,Caroline could see his face growing more puce by the moment. He was just reaching for his first sherry.
同他一起出席聚会的老板也是一样,昏昏沉沉的。他用手托着脑袋试图要结账. 卡若琳坐在由玻璃窗围着的办公室里,看着他的脸变得更紫了。他在仲手拿第一瓶雪利洒。
Running backwards and forwards between the kitchen and the dining room, Caroline had no time to think for a while.
卡若琳在后厨和前厅之间忙碌着,无暇思索。
When shefd first managed to get the waitressing job in the restaurant, she was delighted, for she was at her first year at university and jobs were scarce. She sighed. She'd wondered at the time at her ease in getting employment. It now appeared that her boss’ reputation had preceded him, and no one else had applied. However, she had no time to think of that now. A portly blue-eyed man was giving her furious looks as he waited for his order. Damn! What was it again? She had been caught up with the
fussy woman who had been so particular about how her steak was cooked. In fact, the offending meal had been sent back to the kitchen twice. It was, the woman complained, too well done---she liked her steak “blue”. Yuk! thought Caroline. Give me a well-done piece of steak every time. The man continued to glower at her while he watched the gray-haired lady's antics.
当卡若琳首次得到餐厅服务员工作的时候,她非常高兴,因为那时她仅是一名大一学生,对于大一的学生来说,工作是很难找的。她又叹了口气,她在想当时怎 么就那么容易得到这份工作,现在算是明白了,她的老板声名在外,没人来他这应聘.但是,她现在没时间考虑那么多了。一个胖胖的蓝眼睛的男子正怒视着她好像在抱怨没及时给他点餐。该死,这回又是什么?她又被那个挑剔的女人纠缠上了,那个女人对她烹饪的牛排总是挑三拣四的。事实上,这份让客人恼火的菜己经反厨两次了。那个女人抱怨说这牛排太过火了,她喜欢五分熟的牛排。卡若琳想切,要是我吃,每次我都点熟过了的牛排。此时,那个要点餐的男子一边看着那灰白发的女人那古怪样子,一边继续怒视着卡若琳。
Sweetly Caroline went to hi