The Doorman

Eulalio my singular friend To six in the morning the brother doorman she strikes with his knuckles in the door and Eulalio, disciplinadamente one rises to fulfill the work of every day. From the outside, now in December everything is silence. The night it goes being won and in the pupils of Eulalio there is a desire precise to clean up to arrive the sooner at his command post. When the clock of the recibidor of the fore door shells the seven the activity it is perceived in house-calls to account of old, and when the first lights of the day salute already to the town in the kitchen they are ready the breakfasts. Eulalio has breakfast to eight white coffee and cakes.

If it has more desire takes a yogurt, because the toasts do not enter to him well to lack set of teeth. Immediately afterwards one becomes to his position of doorman and watches well who enters and leaves. It is a senior posts, it knows that the brothers have deposited their confidence in him and always tries to carry out it perfectly. About the twelve one is going away to the street to take a coffee in a bar near, and it returns to eat and to remain in portera until the four, that is when it releases a companion and to that it takes advantage of time to occur it a stroll by the town. The first time that I asked Eulalio for the plant second made me wait for until she appeared a nun it accompanied and me to the interior. The second time was Sunday and as it already knew I greeted it to the way and continues to the interior. Eulalio got upset very enormously and when coming out it admonished to me to jump the norms and their monitoring to me.