Mr. Hunt went to the country on business. Bad luck!The rain lasted from Tuesday to Sunday and all the traffic stopped. His bags were heavy and he could not carry them to town. He had to stay in an inn（小旅店）alone. There were only several houses in the small village and he could talk with nobody when the night fell. He could not see any televisions and there was no cinema there, either. He had to go to bed early after supper. But he often woke up early in the morning. He would not get up, but lay in bed, listening to the rain falling.
One morning he was listening to the radio on the bed. Suddenly he remembered it was his birthday that day. He borrowed a bike. It took him nearly three hours to get to the small town by bike. There was a restaurant. He told the waiter to take some nice food to him. He called out after he ate a little, "Waiter! Your food is very terrible! Call your manager （经理）here！"
"I'm sorry, sir, " said the waiter. "Our manager has gone out（已经出去）for lunch. "
