Monday came, and Manish, due to his excitement of getting a fairly good job, though of just a waiter, but in Sydney, where he would be paid nearly three times of what he would be paid in India, leaving aside the tips that handsome waiters tend to earn. He hurriedly left for the bar, rather early as it was a bit far, leaving a note for his friend, Jai who had still been sleeping as he had gone out with his other friends' the previous night for a party. Manish was handsome, and had a chance of getting a lot of those tips as well other than his salary, and free uniform.
Manish had already signed a contract with Sahil, his new boss for working as a waiter in his bar for the next one year, and it included all the details except the fact of his "actual" job in the bar. It had his salary and terms of work, his time or hours of work and also that he could not leave the job or could not even be thrown out before one year. This clause he found really weird. Manish felt happy for the reason that he would be in a stable job for at least one year, if not more. Time went past as he had been reading the job agreement, and he didn't even realize when it was time for him to reach the bar for duty.
So, Manish reached the bar just before opening at 11a.m., smartly dressed in his waiters' uniform. He had got his uniform altered, and it fit as if made just for him. The uniform consisted of a black trouser, simple as all waiters have to wear it normally; a white shirt with wing collar, apt for a tuxedo or putting on a bow; a red bow, made of silk; but, one thing what he found rather odd, was that all the other waiters in the restaurant, leaving one other Australian guy, were wearing black waist coats, but he and the Australian were the only ones in red waist coats.
Manish found it odd, as it was no reason for a different uniform, as it was not a very huge bar either. Secondly, if it had been the change of uniform due to seniority, then the second guy was a very old employee, though managed to look not more than 30 years of age, so he could not be a new trainee waiter or something. This fact of distinct appearance made him think a bit more into this aspect.
The other waiters also had a different attitude towards both these guys in red waistcoats, as if they were some outcastes or something. But, no one dared to tell him what was the actual reason for their feeling so awkward. Manish tried to ignore them as people had started coming in, and he got his first customer.
Two handsome tall and fair blonde guys walked in the restaurant and sat in Manish's area. They were about 6ft just a little taller than Manish, who was 5'10". Feeling a bit nervous, as he was going to literally perform as a waiter for the first time, he tried to confidently walk towards the table, with the bill of fare in his hand.
When he reached the table, he politely greeted the two guys the hour of the day, and handed them the menu card, & asked what would they like to drink. They didn't think for long, and asked for two diet cokes. They told him to first get the drink, and later take the order. Then they got busy in talking about something, as Manish went to fetch their drinks.
They both were old customers of the bar and knew the tricks and signs what Sahil used. Actually, they were his good friends as well and they were the ones who had given him the idea to convert his bar into a gay bar and how to distinguish the "normal" waiters from the "entertainment" waiters, as they decided to call the sexy guys on duty.
Always, Sahil used to call them for the interview of any gay waiter, as they would always like to see his capacity and capabilities. But this time, as both of them were in New Zealand for launching their tenth bar in the Pacific region, so they could not be present for Manish's interview and had no idea about his recruitment.
They knew the red waistcoat waiter, Manish was an entertainment waiter, as they had decided to call the waiters and as he was a new recruit, they decided to have some hot fun, though not very hot, as it was in public, some normal gay fun with him.