Arnon Grunberg

Dream

Work

My godson and his mother were waiting for me at Zurich airport.
“What are you going to do this afternoon?” my godson asked.
“I have to work,” I said. “I have to learn how to sell coffee, wine, beer, croissants and sausages on trains.” Then I had to laugh. While explaining this endeavor to a child it became suddenly extremely funny.
His mother said: “Your life is a boy’s dream.” That’s definitely one way of looking at it.