Friday, November 23, 2012

01:28BST
big room with big bay window, Churchill Way
Cardiff, UK

Still Friday. No swimming. Went for a wimpy run instead. Shift at restaurant. One of the customers pointedly asked us the system of tips. Do the tips go to you guys and you take them home the same day? It is very important to me that I understand how this thing works. You guys are great at your job. I want to reward you. If the tips don't go to you, I don't see the point of giving any.

Of course they come to us, sir. We work for it. To understand our story more, please read this wonderful old joke from communist times.

A guy was sent from East Germany to work in Siberia. He knew his mail would be read by censors, so he told his friends: “Let’s establish a code. If a letter you get from me is written in blue ink, it is true what I say. If it is written in red ink, it is false.” After a month, his friends get the first letter. Everything is in blue. It says, this letter: “Everything is wonderful here. Stores are full of good food. Movie theatres show good films from the west. Apartments are large and luxurious. The only thing you cannot buy is red ink.”
source: http://www.imposemagazine.com/bytes/slavoj-zizek-at-occupy-wall-street-transcript

We miss the red ink sir. Could you give that to us please? Along with a tip?