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You all know how much I like diners. Went to a NYC diner this morning. Great atmosphere, good food. Lets just say, staff had such great people skills I would go back all the time! Nothing better than being warmly greeted into anyone's business.
I sat myself down at the counter. The place at all diners I luv to sit. You get to know the staff better and meet the locals.
While sitting there I befriended the man that was sitting next to me. Lovely man. Short, a little on the chubby side, like all men my age are. He looked Russian. After living in New York City for the last few years I can usually pick up where your from. He started talking to me about what he did for a living. Here he was a personal assistant to someone famous. I won't say who, because no matter what us hairdressers luv to keep secrets. No, I think it's important. Anyway, he said he travels all over the world with this man.
Then he asked me what I did and I started telling him what it's been like employed as a hairstylist in NYC. I told him how I was employed by the Russians and how awful they were as employers.
I told him who I work for now and how much I luv the company and respect and like the owners and everyone I work with.
Finally, he told me he was born and raised in a part of Russia that was like Florida, warm and sunny all year long. Then the story takes an awful turn. He told me his whole story how him and his family defected Russia. How they were put in this detaining area and thoroughly investigated. They were questioned for hours, stripped searched, asked where are you hiding the diamonds! Finally after being spoken to in very condescending way, verbally abused and tormented. They were all lined up, thousands of people he said, and told, "Russia doesn't want you anymore, you are the scum of the barrel."
They were all aloud to leave. From here they would go to another holding camp in Italy. Here they stayed till they were granted visa's to the US. He said it was horrible here. Many families living in very small areas. Water gross. They had food rationing! What a horrible story as an American girl to hear, and this was only twenty years ago. My heart bleed for this charming man. He really expressed how horrible and degrading it was to have gone through this. It made me realize all I have. I'm glad he is happy in my country and seems to have found some piece.
The only thing is, I don't like that he's basically a very wealthy mans servant.
The man deserves total American freedom!! To be his own person. He needs his own business. I wish I could offer him anything he wants. He soo deserves the American dream! I will meet up with him again, at our diner.