Streetlife

64 - Fired

STEF POV

As I walk into the Main Moon, the smell of the grease hits me instantly as I'm ready to just bail out already. Why am I putting myself through this shit as clearly it's not me or my personality?Busing tables, cleaning shit, and the damn nasty mess people would leave behind was not my idea of a way to earn a fucking paycheck.  Not at all as I make my way into the back and swing the kitchen door open.

"You're late." Ming instantly says as I throw my apron on. I could see she was already in a mood as she was cooking up some noodles and stir frying some broccoli. True, we had fucked Friday and Saturday night, but she had been such a bitch all day Sunday to the point that I left after work because I couldn't take her ass anymore bitching at me for every fucking thing down to the way I wiped the fucking tables off. I really didn't know what her fucking deal was and I was trying my damn best at this job. And to be honest I didn't get what me and Ming were. She liked to toy with my head which is starting to piss me the fuck off....big time.

"How? It's 12:03." I sass back tying my apron as she piles food onto a plate and looks dead at me. As usual it's hot as fuck in here with the fan blowing that did nothing.

"Your shift starts at 12 sharp. Not 12:03. We already have customers waiting and tables to be cleaned. And I'm sending you out for deliveries soon since our delivery guy didn't show." She continues to bark orders as I roll my eyes and take my cleaning caddy from under the sink.

"Sure, Ming. Whatever you say."

"Stef, you need this job or what? " Her attitude continues with me as I turn around and look dead in her eyes. "Because you act like you don't need it, and that you don't give a crap about our restaurant. You know what? Never mind," she waves her hand in the air blowing me off, "We can talk about this later. Just go do your job and try not to piss anyone off. Oh and before I forget. Here's Saturday and Sunday's pay." She digs in her pocket and hands me a ten dollar bill as I look back at her like she lost her every loving mind.

"What is this?"

"Your two days pay, Stef."

"Is this a joke? That's what? For an hour's worth of work...at the most, two! Where's the rest?" I screech as I still haven't taken the money, and she scowls.

"The rest? We lost business because of you. You broke a few dishes and cups, and you're lucky you get this. Now get to work." She storms off  after I snatch the money and pocket it as I'm really fed up with her nasty attitude. Fine, I sucked at this job but she was being a cunt and this was a lousy fucking wage for the damn two days I busted my ass for.

Heading out to clean some tables the place is filling up rather quickly which only further annoys the fuck out of me because why are so many people filling up on Chinese food in this weather? And the more people that come in, the more irritated I am becoming, and I feel the need to bail even if I did need the damn money.

"Girl, you! My floor dirty, you do bad job!" I suddenly hear and turning around I see the same cunt from Friday night who had tried to get free food. I roll my eyes and ignore her as she bangs her cane on the floor. "GIRL! I talking to you! CLEAN HERE! You missed spot!"

"I missed nothing, lady. I just cleaned it! Plus, I just fucking got here! Your sloppy ass did that so you pick it up!" I sass back as she frowns at me.

"How dare you! Dare you! YOU COME CLEAN NOW, GIRL!" Her voice becomes louder which is fucking annoying as it seemed she wanted a show of some sort.

"Look, I told you I'm not cleaning shit! I already did it and you made that mess! You pick up your napkins and shit! I'm not your maid, lady, so blow the F off." I curse her out as she stands walking off.

"NEVER COME HERE AGAIN! NEVER!" She shouts as Ming runs over just like she did the other night. Except this time Mrs. Kim leaves and Ming walks over to me furious.

"What did I tell you about Mrs Kim? What did I tell you, Stef?"

"Look, she was rude as hell. And if she's your best customer maybe it's time to change your menu." I laugh as Ming looks at me like she's ready to kill me. For some reason I seemed to get under her skin too but she was like a fucking yo-yo. One minute she was fucking me the next she was fucking berating me.

"You know what, Stefanie? Go take your apron off and deliver this food I'm boxing up! I can't have you in this damn store anymore! You're fucking with my damn business!" Ming gets in my face as I can feel the fire of anger rise up within me, and I push passed her, not caring how ridiculous I look, and I yank my apron off, throwing it in the corner as I march over to where the box of food is.

Ming isn't far behind as I swing my long braid behind my back. "This shit here? Where does it go?" I say in a hostile tone as she sighs loudly.

"You need to chill, Stef. Honestly, I'm not trying to fuck with you, but you're messing with my family business, you know. This is our livelihood. It's how we survive in this city, and I just don't think you give two fucks! You're the one who needs the job and I've helped you by giving you one."

"Helped me? HA! Look, you've been so damn rude to me about this pissy ass job,  you pay me fucking slave wages and that's helping me??? YEAH? Well maybe I'm some kinda stupid because I don't get it, Ming. One minute we're fucking and the next you talk to me like some toddler!" I say as I cross my arms, and her face turns beat red as she steps closer for I knew I was being a dick but I didn't give a shit.

"You can't just say that here!" She says through gritted teeth as I laugh and step back.

"Why? You don't have a problem talking to me like I'm dog shit!"

"That's different! I'm being a damn boss, but you're just...you're outing me and you're gonna get me kicked to the fucking curb," she says through gritted teeth as I shake my head and throw my hands up. "You have no idea! NONE!"

"Just give me the damn address, and I'll deliver this, Master," I say rather sarcastically as she shakes her head and one of her workers, Chow, walks in and says something in Chinese to her.

She looks back at me, her face as red as a beet and snarls. "Nah, forget it. We're better off just friends. Chow will deliver this. Stef, you're fired."

I now laugh again for what the fuck else could I do as I look right back at her and smirk.

"Fuck that. We're better off as nothing. Go to hell." I push passed her taking the food with me and not giving a fuck for Ming was such a bitch I couldn't believe it.

"STEF! THE FOOD!"

"Yeah thanks for lunch MING MING! And, take it out of my measly ass check so you can keep this roach infested shit hole running!" I storm out the restaurant more furious then ever as I head up to 42nd street for I was so fucking pissed and I didn't wanna be alone as I take out the chopsticks and start eating. Fuck MING. She could go to hell for all I cared!