(There is going to be 4 restaurant managers in this part. I'm going to do the choose thing.) (I had an idea when I was watching "spongebob you're fired!" And I hope you'll like it.)
Y/n POV
16 years old. Part time job at (restaurant name)
"That's it!! You're fired!!" My boss shout at me. "But boss, I didn't-" I didn't get to finish my sentence. "Don't give me that!! Now get out, you are ban from entering this restaurant again!!" He shouted again. I hung my head low. I pull off the name tag, handed it to my now ex boss, and walk out.
At home
"I can't believe this!" My mom yelled. "You lost a part time job! And I'm having a 4th child!" My mom said angrily. "Now honey, calm down. You don't want to stress yourself," my dad said trying to calm my mom down. You see I'm the 3rd child, and my parents don't like me. "Y/n, you have to go," my mom said bitterly. "What?! I'm still in school. You can't kick me out!" I said alittle loud. "You heard your mother! Get out!" My dad shout at me. I hung my head low. I started to tear up. I turn around and walk out of the house.
24 years old
It's been 8 years since I've been kicked out, and lost my part time job. I've been living with my roommate for 3 years. Her name is lily. I don't have enough money to go to college. I'm going through the job ad on a news paper. (I know, cheesey.) I found 4 restaurants that need an employee. I really do miss cooking. But which one should I choose?
Fancy restaurant: I decided to pick the fancy restaurant first. I pick up my cell phone and dial the fancy restaurant number. "Hello?" A female voice answer the phone. "Hi I'd like to applie for a job," I said hoping to get the job. "Alright, come in tomorrow at 1:00 pm," the lady said. "Alright, thank you," I said and hang up.
Next day
I came to the fancy restaurant for the interview. "Alright, Mr. Samto is ready to see you," the lady said. (Sorry for the weird last name. I couldn't think of any.) I nodded and went in. "Hello ms. L/n, have a seat," Mr. Samto said. I nodded and sat down on a chair. "Alright, let's begin the interview," he said.
Time skip
I got the job. I had to start tomorrow though. Mr. Samto seem like a nice guy. Also handsome.
Next day
I got to work, and I already don't enjoy it. There are rarely any guys in this restaurant. All the females gave me death glares and dirty looks. I just started to work here, and some of the girls are already causing trouble for me. Making a mess, spreading false things about me, and trying to make me look bad. This is my first day and I already feel miserable. "What is the meaning of this?!" The boss shouted. "The new girl is making a big mess," one of the girls said. The others agreed with her. "Y/n, you're fired!" Mr. Samto shouted. Welp, fired again. I took the name tag off and gave it to Mr. Samto. I walk out of the restaurant and called a cab. Welp back to the help wanted ads.
Cafe restaurant: I sat in the waiting room for the boss to call me. "Alright, you must be ms. L/n," a man said standing in front of me. I got up and extended my hand. "Yes, I'm ms. L/n," I said smiling. He shake my hand as well. "Ok let's get started," he said, bringing me in his office.
Time skip
Surprisingly I got the job as a cook. When I got to the kitchen, theres not much girls then boys. "Hey new cook! Go peel some potatoes!" A male cook said. I went to the sink to wash my hands first. Then I dried my hands and went to the potatoes to peel them. I grab the peeler, grab 1 potato, and start to peel.
1 week later
Things are going great. The girls here are nice, the boys dont go to hard on the others, and I made some friends. "Hey y/n the boss wants to see you in his office," Maria said. I nodded my head. I head towards the office to hear some voices. I press my ear against the door to hear what there saying. "You have to fire her, we don't need another cook in the kitchen!" It was max, and he sound upset. "Why do you have to be a chick when it comes to new employees? I keep telling you to stop with this nonsense," Mr. brown said. "I really don't like her. She has been a bad influence," max said. I pull my ear away from the door. I couldn't believe it. Max is even more sour then I thought. I took off my apron, took off my name tag, and threw it on the ground. I ran towards the exit with tears in my eyes. Time to find a new job. AGAIN.
