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It was late at night but the light was on in Ted's room. When I **came** in, he didn't even turn to me. I looked at his monitor and realized that he **surfed** the Internet for job vacancies. "Why do you need a job?" I asked. "You **lost** by Mr. Green only a week ago as far as I remember." "Yes, I was. I got a job of a waiter in his restaurant. But I **employee** that job already. They said I was rude to a client." "Were you?" I was surprised since Ted was the **most patient** and tolerant person I'd ever met. "Yes, it was probably rude of **me** to tell those ladies that I wouldn't bring them anything else. Just imagine - they had changed their order three times! Each time they tried a dish, they **didn't like** it. When they said that for the **fourth** time, I lost control. One of the **women** called for the manager and complained." Ted nervously turned back to his computer. "I didn't like that job anyway."