The Trail
Anyone out there who’s ever worked in a restaurant knows that the worst thing about getting a new job is trailing. For those of you who don’t know, a trail is a training session. It’s called a trail because you’re forced to follow (or trail) someone who actually knows what they’re doing all night like some pathetic, ball-less helper monkey. But these trails aren’t just painful for the neutered helper monkey. No, they’re hellish for the trainer and provide plenty of awkward moments for the guests as well. So, I was thinking, what if trails weren’t limited to the restaurant business? What if people had to trail for all vocations? I think a mafia trail might go a little something like this:
Joey the Pig and Jimmy the Gangster enter a small office occupied by Mr. Swindle and Mr. Misappropriation. They are dressed in suits and approach the two men in a threatening manner.
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