Six burgers sizzled on the grill at Burger Empire. The cook, 21-year-old Caroline Friday, could give two flying squirts of Heinz 57 ketchup if they sizzled away to complete brown and black grease. She could care less if her life did the same too. Of course she realized that today she was in a rather despondent mood. 1989 had not turned out the way she wanted and next year—and maybe the entire new decade—promised more of the same disappointment.