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1、Unit 1Something Something for for stevie stevieI try not to be biased, but I had my doubts about hiring Stevie. His placement counselor assured me that he would be a good, reliable busboy. But I had never had a mentally

2、handicapped employee and wasn’t sure I wanted one. I wasn’t sure how my customers would react. Stevie was short, a little dumpy, with the smooth facial features and thick-tongued speech of Down’s syndrome. I wasn’t worri

3、ed about most of my trucker customers. Truckers don’t generally care who buses tables as long as the food is good and the pies are homemade. The ones who concerned me were the mouthy college kids traveling to school; the

4、 yuppie snobs who secretly polish their silverware with their napkins for fear of catching some dreaded “truck-stop germ;” and the pairs of white-shirted businessmen on expense accounts who think every truck-stop waitres

5、s wants to be flirted with. I knew those people would be uncomfortable around Stevie, so I closely watched him for the first few weeks.I shouldn’t have worried. After the first week, Stevie had my staff wrapped around hi

6、s little finger. Within a month my trucker regulars had adopted him as their official truck-stop mascot. After that I really didn’t care what the rest of the customers thought. He was a 21-year-old in blue jeans and Nike

7、s, eager to laugh and eager to please, but fierce in his attention to his duties. Every salt and pepper shaker was exactly in its place, not a bread crumb or coffee spill was visible when Stevie got done with the table.

8、Our only problem was convincing him to wait to clean a table until after the customers were finished. He would hover in the background, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, scanning the dining room until a tab

9、le was empty. Then he would hurry to the empty table and carefully bus the dishes and glasses onto the cart and meticulously wipe the table with a practiced flourish of his rag. If he thought a customer was watching, his

10、 brows would pucker with added concentration. He took pride in doing his job exactly right, and you had to love how hard he tried to please each and every person he met. Over time, we learned that he lived with his mothe

11、r, a widow who was disabled after repeated surgeries for cancer. They lived on their Social Security benefits in public housing two miles from the truck-stop. Their social worker, who stopped to check on him every so oft

12、en, admitted they had fallen between the cracks. Money was tight, and what I paid him was probably the difference between them being able to live together and Stevie being sent to a group home.That’s why the restaurant w

13、as a gloomy place that morning last August, the first morning in three years that Stevie missed work. He was at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester getting a new valve or something put in his heart. His social worker said that

14、people with Down’s syndrome often have heart problems at an early age, so this wasn’t unexpected. There was a good chance he would come through the surgery in good shape and be back at work in a few months. A ripple of e

15、xcitement ran through the staff later that morning when word came that he was out of surgery, in recovery and doing fine. Frannie, my head waitress, let out a war whoop and did a little dance in the aisle when she heard

16、the good news. Belle Ringer, one of our regular trucker customers, stared at the sight of this 50-year-old grandmother of four doing a victory it got real noisy about that time, with everybody shouting, and there were a

17、few tears, too. But you know what’s funny? While everybody else was busy shaking hands and hugging each other, Stevie, with a big, big smile on his face, was busy clearing all the cups and dishes from the table — the bes

18、t worker I ever hired.送給史蒂維的一點(diǎn)心意 送給史蒂維的一點(diǎn)心意1 我力求不存偏見，不過在雇用史蒂維時(shí)我有理由心存疑慮。他的就業(yè)顧問向我保證，說他會成為出色、可靠的餐館雜工。我從未雇過智障的員工，是否要招收一位，我舉棋不定。我的顧客會有什么反應(yīng)，我沒有把握。史蒂維是個(gè)矮個(gè)兒，胖墩墩的，如其他唐氏綜合癥患者一樣，面部光滑，口齒不清。2 對大多數(shù)來就餐的卡車司機(jī)們，我還是很放心的。只要食物好，餡餅地道，他們基本

19、不在乎誰收碗碟。真正讓我擔(dān)心的是那些高談闊論的大學(xué)走讀生，那些因懼怕”路邊餐館的細(xì)菌”而用餐巾悄悄擦拭銀餐具的雅皮士勢利眼兒們，還有那些穿白色襯衫、使用公款消費(fèi)、認(rèn)為餐館里每個(gè)女服務(wù)員都渴望調(diào)情的商務(wù)人員。我知道，史蒂維在這里工作，他們會感到別扭，所以開頭幾個(gè)星期我密切地關(guān)注著他。3 我的擔(dān)心是多余的。第一周過后，史蒂維就抓住了我每位員工的心。不足一個(gè)月，我的老顧客 ¾ 那些卡車司機(jī)們 ¾ 就正式認(rèn)定史蒂維為卡車

20、司機(jī)休息站的吉祥人物。自此以后，我不再介意其他顧客的看法了。4 史蒂維 21 歲，藍(lán)色牛仔褲，耐克運(yùn)動(dòng)鞋，滿面笑容，討人喜愛，極端地敬業(yè)。他收拾好一張餐桌后，鹽瓶和胡椒瓶歸于原位，絲毫不差，桌面不見一點(diǎn)面包屑、一滴咖啡液。5 我們唯一的問題是得說服他等待客人用餐完畢再去收拾桌子。他總是在不起眼的地方守候，左右腳替換著支撐體重，眼睛巡視整個(gè)餐廳。一看見哪張餐桌邊的客人都離去，他立即趕過去，仔細(xì)地把碗碟收拾到餐車上，拿起抹布細(xì)密地擦

21、桌子，動(dòng)作嫻熟、夸張。若他覺得有顧客正在看他，他就會眉頭緊鎖，更加專注。工作一絲不茍，這是他自豪的源泉。他取悅面前的每一個(gè)人，那煞費(fèi)苦心的勁頭真是惹人喜愛。6 后來，我們得知史蒂維和母親一起生活。他母親是個(gè)寡婦，因患癌癥多次經(jīng)歷手術(shù)而落下殘疾。母子倆靠社會保險(xiǎn)金生活，住在離餐館兩英里以外的廉租房里。社工人員偶爾登門看望，說他們母子生活著實(shí)艱辛貧困。他們手頭拮據(jù)，我所付的工資僅能保證母子倆相依為命，史蒂維才不至于淪落到被”集體之家”（

22、為殘障人士提供護(hù)理的機(jī)構(gòu)）收容。7 到了去年八月的一個(gè)早上，就是三年里史蒂維沒能來上班的第一個(gè)早上，整個(gè)餐館氣氛憂傷。他在羅切斯特的梅奧診所接受一個(gè)心臟手術(shù)，大概要置入新的心臟膜瓣。社工人員說，有唐氏綜合癥的人常會在年輕時(shí)犯心臟病，所以史蒂維做手術(shù)不足為奇；幾個(gè)月后，他有望從手術(shù)中恢復(fù)健康，重返工作崗位。8 有一天接近中午時(shí)，有消息傳來，說史蒂維手術(shù)結(jié)束，正在恢復(fù)，狀況良好。員工當(dāng)中激動(dòng)的情緒如漣漪蕩漾。領(lǐng)班弗蘭妮聽到消息，一聲

23、歡呼，旋即在過道上跳了一陣舞。經(jīng)常光顧我們餐館的一位卡車司機(jī)貝爾·林格，此時(shí)詫異地看著年屆五十、已有四個(gè)孫兒的弗蘭妮在他桌邊晃動(dòng)身體，跳起祝賀勝利的希米舞。弗蘭妮窘得紅了臉，用手抹平圍裙，朝著貝爾狠狠地瞪了一眼。9 貝爾咧嘴一笑。”好了，弗蘭妮，什么事那么高興啊?”他問。10 “我們剛得到消息，史蒂維做完了手術(shù)，平安無事?！彼卮稹?1 “我還一直在納悶，怎么今天不見他呢?”貝爾問?！北緛碛袀€(gè)笑話要講給他聽呢。做的是什