ERROL PARKER | Editor-at-large | Contact
Looking to keep the party going, a mildly unpopular city worker hasn’t given his sickly meat bag of a body a rest since Friday night because today he elected to have a full-fat Coke with a greasy lunch special.
Sam Gonstor typically has water with his meals because he has some self-respect for himself but this afternoon, something was different.
The 34-year-old joined his coworkers for lunch at the Jardin de Branlette food courts, where they chose to sit down at our reporter’s table to eat it.
“How good?” Sam asked nobody in particular.
As he cracked the lid off his extra-mild duck pad see ew, he took a small whiff from the rising steam.
“Hell yeah,” he said softly.
While his colleagues talked amongst themselves, Sam opened his full-power Coke and took a long, protracted sip before he drove a plastic spork deep into his decadent Thai lunch.
Minutes later, he was done.
With a loud burp and a cheeky chuckle to himself, he was gone just as quick as he came.
He was heading back up to his windowless office to try lease some more commercial real estate.
More to come.
