Bar Girl
“She applied late in the afternoon and asked for a day shift. The girl in charge took one look at her and offered her a job that evening.
‘You’d make a lot of money,’ she said, looking Siswan up and down. Siswan politely refused the offer. She wanted a job as a cashier, not a bar girl. Eventually she found just the sort of bar she wanted. Not too busy, a little off the beaten track. An open air bar with stools surrounding three sides of a square counter. She couldn’t work a day shift as the bar only opened in the evenings, but she was told she wouldn’t be expected to go with farangs.
‘Start at six, finish when the customers stop drinking,’ she was told by the woman in charge. ‘You will have to stay sober, make sure everyone pays.’ ‘Does it get busy?’ she asked.
‘Not often. Sometimes,’ the woman told her.
‘What’s your name?’ ‘Nong,’ she replied.
‘How much will I earn, Nong?’ Siswan wanted to know.
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