Meeting her

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The first time I met her was at a go-kart racing meeting. Her mum was a cook in the canteen. I helped in there because it was always busy. This is when Emily first started to annoy me. I would be doing the cash register and constantly refilling the fridges with cold drinks. She did nothing. Absolutely nothing. She say there on a chair and watched me take orders and then take the money, then getting drinks, then servings another two people at a time. Thank god I had order slips so I can put their name and order on it. For months I worked with her mum while she sat on her dairy air and did nothing. I asked many times for her to help me, she would always say yeah be there in a sec but never got up. This pissed me off even more. I talked to her mum about it, she talked to Emily, it worked.... once. Then after that the same thing. One day i was sick of it, I snapped and yelled at her. She looked at me n absalout horror, like she had just seen a person being severed in 1000 pieces. Her Botton lip quivered, soon after that she burst into tears. I looked at her in anger. I made her get up so i could sit down. I made her get her mum a chair so she could sit down he got us coffee and a sandwich. We watched as she went from one thing to another trying to keep up with the cooking, the drinks, getting everyone's order right, getting to everyone. She was pooped after 3 people. I stood up as i finnesed my coffee and said "well". Nothing else, she got on her knees and begged for forgiveness, she now realised what stress we were under. After that meeting her mum came to me and said "thank you for setting her straight, I have tried many times to slap some sense into her but it never workes, she does the right thing once then goes back to her normal self. It annoys the hell out of me." I did nothing but say "your welcome" did a little bow and walked away. That day i got extra pay.

The next few meetings she came to she was ready to go, she ws at our sides wanting to help, e figured out a system, i would take the order, write it down, give the paper to Emily, she would run it to her mum, i would deal with the money, Emily came running back with the food and if there was a drink she would grab it on the way back to me. It worked out pretty well. We got thought more people quicker than ever. Emily's mum recruited a few more mums to cook wiht her so she could take a break every now and then. I was tricky I could have a snack and serve people, i was pretty talented. I got to know so many people, they knew my name, but they called Emily Speedy, like speedy Gonzalez from lonely toons. This went on for a few years untill Emily's mum gave up cooking and couldn't handle the stress. I dont blame her, having two annoying kids was pretty hard. I didnt see them for a while, even though they lived down the street we did talk. Emily tried contacting me a few times but I was always busy. I was in grade 5 at the time of all this happening. I was a pretty independent kid with great social skills. I didnt see Emily for 2 years, untill high school hit.

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