Aceast\u0103\u00a0poveste e fictiv\u0103. Orice asem\u0103nare cu adev\u0103rul este pur \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103toare. OR NOT!<\/p>\n
Un festival de teatru \u00eentr-o frumoas\u0103 urbe cu patin\u0103 interbelic\u0103 \u015fi parfum de var\u0103 indian\u0103. To\u0163i participan\u0163ii – de la mic la mare – primesc bonuri identice, care \u00eei trimit la mas\u0103, la un restaurant de vizavi.<\/p>\n
Primul lucru care \u00eei izbe\u015fte pe eroii pove\u015ftii noastre este aspectul de sal\u0103 comunist\u0103 de festivit\u0103\u0163i – lipse\u015fte doar p\u0103rtrietul conduc\u0103torului iubit, care e \u00eenlocuit cu un difuzor din care probabil c\u0103 url\u0103 “Ooooooh, via\u0163a mea” la vreo nunt\u0103 sau vreo cumetrie, c\u00e2nd se m\u0103rit\u0103 Mona mea-nu-\u015ftiu-duamne-ce-i-cu-ea.<\/p>\n
Li se arunc\u0103 o privire piezi\u015f\u0103 – de parc\u0103 ar fi venit s\u0103 fure argint\u0103ria – pardon, cositoria – \u015fi li se tr\u00e2nte\u015fte cu sil\u0103 \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 o ciorb\u0103 dreas\u0103 cu toat\u0103 produc\u0163ia de untur\u0103 a \u0163\u0103rii noastre pe cincinalul trecut.<\/p>\n
-Las\u0103, frate, a\u015fa-s \u0103\u015ftia, comuni\u015fti, habar nu au de protocol.<\/p>\n
-Mdea…<\/p>\n
Exact \u00een acel moment, \u00een sal\u0103 intr\u0103 o doamn\u0103 pre\u015fedint\u0103 de Funda\u0163ie, personaj important al protipendadei culturale.<\/p>\n
-Oo, bun\u0103 ziua, doamn\u0103, sare \u00een sus \u015feful de sal\u0103. V\u0103 dorim poft\u0103 bun\u0103. Cu ce v\u0103 servim? O bere? Avem bere rece, dac\u0103 vre\u0163i. Dori\u0163i sm\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103 la ciorb\u0103? Avem sm\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103 proasp\u0103t\u0103. Sau poate ardei iu\u0163i?<\/p>\n
Junii no\u015ftri se uit\u0103 unul la altul \u015fi-i pufne\u015fte r\u00e2sul. \u00cen clipa aceea, o chelneri\u0163\u0103 care se simte \u00een mod evident cu dou\u0103 capete mai \u00eenalt\u0103 dec\u00e2t ei se azv\u00e2rle \u00eentr-o doar\u0103 o farfurie cu piure de plic \u015fi friptur\u0103. \u015ei salat\u0103, la\u00a0at\u00e2tea unsuro\u015fenii? Pas!<\/p>\n
La masa al\u0103turat\u0103, \u00een schimb, o armat\u0103 \u00eentreag\u0103 aduce felul doi, salata, desertul \u015fi cafelu\u0163a, sub spr\u00e2nceana ferm ridicat\u0103, \u015fi disimulat\u0103 de un z\u00e2mbet fermec\u0103tor, a \u015fefului de sal\u0103.<\/p>\n
-B\u0103i, ia s\u0103 \u00eencerc io marea cu degetul, zice una din lotul junilor aspiran\u0163i la gra\u0163iile Thaliei.
\n-Mai bine las\u0103, o sf\u0103tuiesc prietenii \u00eengrijora\u0163i.
\n-De ce s\u0103 las? Vreau s\u0103 am ce scrie pe blog, nu putem l\u0103sa lucrurile a\u015fa, la jum\u0103tate. Doamn\u0103, primim \u015fi noi cafea?<\/p>\n
-Voi? Numai contra cost!
\n-P\u0103i nu sunt toate tichetele identice?
\n-Feti\u0163o, hai c\u0103 avem treab\u0103, nu ne \u0163ine de vorb\u0103, protesteaz\u0103 femeia, de\u015fi, \u00een afar\u0103 de grupule\u0163ul \u00een discu\u0163ie \u015fi doamna personaj-important-al-culturii, nu e nici \u0163ipenie de om \u00een restaurant. Doamn\u0103, v\u0103 mai putem servi cu ceva? se \u00eentoarce ea spre masa cealalt\u0103.<\/p>\n
Precum spuneam la \u00eenceput, aceast\u0103 poveste e pur fictiv\u0103. S\u0103 nu cumva s\u0103 v\u0103 treac\u0103 prin cap c\u0103 e vorba de restaurantul hotelului “Traian” din Br\u0103ila. \ud83d\ude00<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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