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Plot Summary:
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'Every hour is another day closer to the hour I'll not till hell freezes over from to do this again.' Five women, everyone restaurant, lone darkness, song birthday, one breakdown. Then the phone rings. A famous actor is coming for dinner. I Really Hate My Function is the fortunes of an evening in a caf? in London's Soho. As in so varied jobs, nothing much happens - except laughter, song, rage, collapse, beguile, cooking, lying, nudity, colloquy, secrets, love, friendship, ageing, hatred, rat-infestation and the coming of a big star. I Really Hate My Vocation. Who hasn't said it? A business. It... 's what happens when you suffer the loss of control of a car on a wet roadway and it slams into a wall. You force assume they're just three waitresses, one cook and one dishwasher but they see themselves as an artist, an actor, a lover, an author and a philosopher.Read more Less
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