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What goes on behind a waiter's poker face? Many a nervous, exasperated or curious diner has often wondered. Last week a waiter took off his uniform and tried to tell. What he had to say was disappointing. Thirty-year-old Dave Marlowe (real name: Arthur Timmens) has been a ship's steward on British and U. S. liners, a waiter in New York speakeasies and night clubs, has worked in swanky London hotels, in rowdy pubs. But apparently he paid as little attention to the guests as they paid to him. As a ship's steward...
...Waiter Marlowe found it hard to get used to the poor wages and strait-jacket discipline of English waiters, but harder to stomach the double-dyed snobbery of his fellows, the hyper-finickiness of aged guests. He was mighty glad to go to sea again. Three months after her maiden voyage he made a trip on the Queen Mary. It was his hardest job. Eighteen-hour shifts, plus the teeth-rattling vibration in crew quarters directly over the propellers, made him pine for land once more...
...issue. So I was delighted to see that you condescend far enough to admit that the wine I have been drinking since Prohibition ended-even, if you must know, before prohibition ended-is remotely fit to drink, despite the fact that it is not poured by a reverent waiter from a bottle covered with cobwebs. I have seen that admitted before, but only in trade papers...
...Tokyo, he produced one of the marvels of modern construction. A vast, low building on a symmetrical plan, it was Wright's first ambitious use of the cantilever principle, which allowed him to rest each concrete floor slab on a central support, like a tray on a waiter's fingers. He roofed the building with light copper sheathing, made the centre of gravity low as a ship's. And like a ship, the Imperial was made to float. Instead of sinking deep piers to bedrock, the architect rested his building on hundreds of slender, pointed...
...being taken to New York. Three days after he arrived in 1906, prodigal, 15-year-old Ralph Hitz ran away again, became a $3-a-weekbusboy in a Broadway hashhouse. Then for nine years he crisscrossed the U. S., paying far more attention to learning about hotels as waiter and cook than to polishing his English. In 1915 he married and by 1927 he was making $12,000 as manager of Cincinnati's Hotel Gibson. Two years later, having jacked the Gibson's yearly net from $95,000 to $333,000, he was hired away to manage...