Raekkuno Stories

Unexpected Reunion (Worth the wait #1)

Sykkuno's POV:

I was simply waiting tables like I usually did. It was an hour till closing time which meant that the crowds of people were beginning to thin out, but it also meant that a bunch more people were buying drinks for the night. It was still packed with groups of adults, which were always quite loud as pretty much every group was a group of friends socializing. I really did hate it when it was this loud, mostly because I get stressed out easily and also because as a waiter, it can get pretty difficult to hear what people are ordering.

Needless to say I pretty much hated my job as a waiter. I had to personally deal with most of the costumers myself, with there usually being only like 1 or 2 other waiters around. I get stressed out when walking in big crowds of loud people, which I had to do as a waiter.

My manager was the worst, as he would constantly criticize me for any little thing I did, and would take the side of any and all annoying costumers who wanted to speak with him. The rest of my peers also hated him because of this.

Sometimes I would be the only one waiting tables, which was extremely stressful to hear everyone shouting and complaining about not having a waiter yet. In fact every time someone gives me sass for taking too long to take their order, a part of me just feels like snapping at them and walking out the door. And to top it all off. I was getting paid minimum wage!

However, there were a few pros to this job. All the employees are nice. This job helps me a little bit with social interactions. And according to some people that I know, I was kind of a chick magnet. it was there words not mind, but I guess in most people's heads, I'm kind of a womanizer.

To be fair, some of the things I've seen over the days I've worked here have supported their theories. Most of the time when I was serving girls I would catch them staring and smiling widely at me, even when I would walk away from their table. When some of them get drunk they start flirting with me a little bit, even some of my girl colleagues flirt with me when they're drunk sometimes. At least 3 times a day I would find a phone number written on the check, usually surrounded by hearts, or with a comment that would say something like 'Call me soon!' or 'Feel free to hit me up, cutie.' I mean hell, most of the time I would even get tipped by girls so I didn't mind it.

I wasn't necessarily going to admit that I was a 'chick magnet' but I definitely must've been at least attractive enough to warrant all the actions that girls made towards me. That doesn't mean I like my job or anything, it's just a detail that's a small little perk.

It was a pretty long and stressful day as my colleague, Jodi, wasn't here for most of the day. It was nice to see the place slowly but surely start to thin out, but there was still enough people here to keep me at work. Jodi was taking the order of a table that had a bunch of people that looked to be around our age. She was also talking to them extensively, as if she knew them personally. Maybe they used to go to our school as well. I walked up to Jodi to ask her about them.

"Who were you talking to at that table over there?" I said pointing to the table in the isle.

"Just some people that went to our high school. I used to be friends with a few of them." She said to me casually as she grabbed a tray of drinks.

"Oh, alright." I said as she walked off to deliver the drinks. I grabbed a second tray of drinks and began to make my way over to the table I was serving. As I made my way over, I tried to nonchalantly look over at the one table without looking like a creep. I saw a dude wearing a creepy rabbit mask that didn't really help me much when it came to recognizing who they were. As I got closer to passing by their table in the isle, I saw that a girl closest to the isle was about to get up from the booth. I tried to move out of her way in time, but it was too late. She got up and immediately walked right into me, knocking all the drinks over onto her dress, and onto the floor. She looked at her dress, with her jaw dropped.