Book1:TeDream-Maker (第10/166页)

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    Dimitrisatday-dreaminguhetreeattheparkinglot．Thiswashisfirstdayatworkattheatowngasstation．Itsparkinglothadbeehtandtherewasonlyoreeleft．Therewasaeserestaurantacrossthestreet．Theexteriorwasdecoratedlikeapace．withcolorfulnternshangingattheentrandesemusiccouldbeheardingfromit，allofwhichbecamematerialforhisdreams．Thetwootherattendants，onameseandoneMexi，stoodtalkingtoeachotherinpidginEnglishwhichtheyuood，apaniedbybodynguage，buttheirdisdainandptforDimitriwerequiteevident．Theyknewhimtobeahomelesspersonwhousedtoroamaboutthedistridthereforetheywerealittleindignantthathewasnoloyeelikethemselves．Sotheydidnothingtohelphimgetacquaihhisnewsurroundings，butlookedonsfullyashesattherelostinreverie．DisciplinewasfntoDimitri’snomadicwaysandhehadnonotionofwhateatajob．Hewaswillingtoworkhard，buthesawnoharminsittingtheredaydreamiherewasnoworktobedone．Justthen，awhiteRollsRoycedroveupforafill-up．Thetwoattendantsrushedover，smilingandobsequiousbecauseMrs．IleenKaffeewasanoldpatronofthegasstationandalwayslefthercartheretobewashedwhileshehaddimsumatherfavoriterestaurantacrossthestreet．Dimitri，however，sattherelookingonastheyfussedoverthedthought，"Addinggastothetankisreallylikeabloodtransfusion，andinhisimaginatioecargraduallybecamepinkasitfilledwithgas.Mrs.Kaffeewasawomaninherforties，withshortblondhairfashionablydicyblueeyes，sharpandkeen．Hercoldthoughcharmiureswerespoiltbytheexpressionandceit．Sapphiresadherearsaddedadashofrevoltanddissipation．Hervoiceleasantbuthercourtesyhony．

    TheowhegasstatiooDimitri，joggedhimwithhisfootandsaid，

    "Hey．areyouheretoworkortodream？DoyouthinkIpayyoutositthereandsleep?Youthinkmoneyesthateasily?"Dimitriwokeupwithastartle．

    "Oh，I’msorry．Ifot．"

    "WashMrs．Kaffee’sdthenandvacuumtheseatandtherugs．Bequick!"

    Dimitrihadneverdoneanyprofessionalcar-washingbefore．Herushedaboutlookingfortherightequipmentandinstrusonhowtousethem，buthegotlittleresponsefromhisfellowworkers．Finally，hewasreadyaowashtheotrealizingthatthewindowswereopewoattendantswatchedhimwithmaliciousgleeasdirtywaterspshedonthegoldeseatandcushionsandtheyraheowner．

    "Goatherookieisdoing．Heiswashingthecarwithoutrollingupthewindows.”Theownerrushedout，afraidtoloseavaluableerandshouted，

    "Whatareyoudoing，youidiot!Don’tyouknowyouhavetorollupthewindowsbeforeyouwashthecar?Ifyou’tdothejob，youleave．Don‘tmaketroubleforme．"

    "I’msorry．I’llbemorecareful”saidDimitriquiteabashed.Luckily，thedamagetotheupholsterywasslight，soheedupandstartedagain，sayingtohimself，"CarwashingisnotaseasyasIthought.Imustpaycloserattentiontomyworkandmymindwander.”Somehowhegotthecarwashed,waxedandvacuumed．Pleasedwithhiswork，Dimitriclosedthedoorofthecar，returheutensilsabacktoreporttohisbossthattheworkwasdone．

    Meanwhile，Mrs．Kaffeefinishedherdimsunandwaswaitingtocrossthestreet，whehreemeoherddriveaway.Sheshoutedatthembuttonoavail．Shestormedintotheoffidshoutedattheowner,

    "Mycar！It’sstolen！Isthathowyoutakecareofyourers?Where’sthecarkey?"TheownerlookedatDimitriandasked，

    "Whe