The next day was a Monday normally on Mondays I just stay at home then by 4:00 o'clock I go to my friends house to louge there till the next day but today is different, today am going to RAIZZEES CAFE I heard for the meantime Marvin will be working there so that is going to be my new louging place. As I enter into the cafe I see lots of people but I don't see Marvin anywhere so I sit at the table at the end of the cafe beside the window and decided to order my favourite soda "what would you like to order" a very polite and tall gentleman asked me in a not so deep and not so squeaky voice but he was the list of my interest so I said "em I would like to have a crush soda" I said not even wanting to look at the person serving me "I'm sorry but we don't have crush soda" then I decided to look up and say "what kind of soda cafe doesn't have crush soda I mean that is-" I stopped talking when I saw who I was talking to it was (gulp) Marvin Worthy the guy I came here to see "you were saying" he said as I think he heard my gulp "I um e was um (straightening up myself) saying this store is a sellout and I'm sorry I came here (standing up and throwing a cloth of tissue for dramatic effect ) this was a waste of time" "if there is anything else I can get for you" "no nothing else (lieing again, I would really like a tall glass of him) in fact I'm leaving and never coming back" "I'm sorry if there is anything else I can do for you" "look I came here for the first time to receive more hospitality but I guess am not welcome here so am leaving" "look am only doing my job it's not my fault that you don't have good taste in sodas besides this isn't a place for picky women like you" "oh am sorry they don't have good taste in employees who have no respect and culture" "culture look who's talking about culture your just a woman with problems wanting to spread here miserable life syndrome to everyone." "Am sorry did you just say I have problems and I'm miserable well look here pretty boy you are just as miserable as I am or even worse you don't have any discency in you and call yourself a Pastors son" "how did you know that am a Pastors son, who in the world are you" this is the time to tell him who you are don't mess this up "I am Ella J-Kain Morgan and if you want to know more (I scribble on a piece of paper my phone number and my address) here's my number and address." And then I walk out, not wanting to look back I could feel the what just happened look on his face.
