𝕄𝕒 ℂ𝕙𝕖́𝕣𝕚𝕖 ੈ✩‧₊˚「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʏ/ɴ」

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ

<I think my Duolingo app needs help->

:------ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ------:

☾︎𝚈/𝙽'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅☽︎

"Hello, welcome to Mcdonald's drive-thru, what can I get for you today?" you say in your usual peppy voice. "Hallo, kann ich einen Burger und Pommes zu einem Getränk bekommen?" The person said on the other side. "I-I'm sorry, could you repeat that in English please?" You say hesitantly, since you don't know German.

"Burger und Pommes mit einem Getränk," they say, this time firmer. "I a-apologize, please hold on for a moment," you say softly. You set the microphone down and proceed to the kitchen. "Hey, Ayla, can you help me out?" you call out while waving to a short individual. With a cheerful grin, they turn to face you. "oh, sure Y/N! What do you need?" they inquire while making their way towards you.

"I'm working the drive-thru and someone is speaking German," you explain. "Oh! Fun, let's go! I've been doing Duolingo for a while, I can go over," She says, walking over to the window and putting the earpiece in and talking to the person at the drive-thru.

"Hallo,"

"Ja, es tut mir leid, Sir."

"Okay, Danke Sir."

Ayla writes something down on the clipboard and then takes out the earpiece. "The dude wants a burger, fries and a drink," Ayla says before walking off. After that customer, another car pulls up. "Uhh hello?" They say a bit expectantly. "Hello, welcome to Mcdonald's drive-thru, what can I get for you today?"

"Uhhh can I get a Mcnugget happy meal and a double cheeseburger with no pickles and extra sauce?" they ask as you quickly jot down the order. "Yes, of course, anything else?" you inquire. "Uhh yeah. I want a McFlurry," the person says to you. "Oh I'm sorry, the ice cream machine is broken at the moment, is there something else I can get you?" you inform.

"No! My son wants a McFlurry!" The woman on the other line yells out. "I'm sorry ma'am, the machine is broken. Can I get you something else?" you tell her, trying to stay calm. "Listen here, do you know who I am? My husband owns this restaurant, so you better fix the machine!" The lady demands.

After a few minutes of her insulting you and complaining you finally say, "Lady. The machine is broken. You can't fix it by insulting me. so I'm just gonna either charge you now or void your order." The woman replies, "Ugh! My husband will be hearing about this!" The lady says before speeding off.

A few hours later when you get off your shift, your boss, Michael, calls you to his office. "Yes, sir?" You say as you open the door and walk in. "My wife called," He says, glaring directly at you. "Your customer service is absolute shit." He hisses, scowling.

"I'm sorry sir, It wo-" you try to say, but are cut off by your boss, "No! I'm tired of your pathetic 'sorry's! Every single time, 'Oh, Michael, I'm so sorry!' or, 'Sorry Mike, won't happen again,' No! I will not tolerate this behaviour any longer! You are fired!" Michael yells.

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~Time skip~

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unlocking the front door, you walk into your house, those same words replaying in your mind over and over again, like some sort of continuous loop, unable to be broken, the same three words driving you crazy, tipping you to the edge of insanity. Unable to shake the unmistakable feeling of misery from your subconscious as the unforgettable words start to dominate your mind, suffocating you in your own thoughts.