Post by Rose McDonald on Aug 12, 2013 13:10:14 GMT -5
Rose's eyes kept darting to the clock on the wall. With every cup she made the seconds seem to drag on more and more. She wasn't sure how much slower it could drag on for, and god help her if she had to deal with another crazy preteen with a dog shoved into there purse. Serious that should be considered cruelty to animals and fashion.
Five minutes left, the thought raced through her mind. It wasn't until the clock ticked to the one minute mark that Rose heard the unmistakable sound of her manager on the phone. No don't tell me, not again. Then she heard it, the call from the small hallway to the side asking her to cover a "sick" coworker's shift. Well what she interpreted as asking, the guy wasn't exactly well known for being fair or polite. Grant it she didn't even think the other worker was sick, but she knew better then call out the "secret girlfriend" of her boss.
Deciding to not dwell on the several thoughts about her boss coworker, mostly because one of three things would happen, either she would get fired for her mouth again, she would quit, or she would end up stabbing someone. So she did what she always did, continue working while doing her best impersonation of a corporate zombie. "Please someone save me." She mumbled to herself as she waited for the next customer, and hoped for something new and exciting to happen.
Five minutes left, the thought raced through her mind. It wasn't until the clock ticked to the one minute mark that Rose heard the unmistakable sound of her manager on the phone. No don't tell me, not again. Then she heard it, the call from the small hallway to the side asking her to cover a "sick" coworker's shift. Well what she interpreted as asking, the guy wasn't exactly well known for being fair or polite. Grant it she didn't even think the other worker was sick, but she knew better then call out the "secret girlfriend" of her boss.
Deciding to not dwell on the several thoughts about her boss coworker, mostly because one of three things would happen, either she would get fired for her mouth again, she would quit, or she would end up stabbing someone. So she did what she always did, continue working while doing her best impersonation of a corporate zombie. "Please someone save me." She mumbled to herself as she waited for the next customer, and hoped for something new and exciting to happen.