'And the receipt, enjoy your meal!' was what my mouth said. My mind however, wanted to say how annoying that guest was. She had been waiting in line for 7 minutes and when she reached the counter, she started thinking, because that was obviously not possible in those 7 minutes. A burger, or something else? A complete meal? A drink? Fries?! AN ICE CREAM CONE?! Well, she took way too long to decide, but i just had to keep smiling, as my manager told me to.
Six months ago I started working at the burger restaurant, it was fine. My co-workers are okay, most guests are okay, and my salary is actually also okay. Most of my friends who have jobs earn more money, but I don't mind, it's enough for me. 6 minutes and 34 seconds left, until i can finally leave this place after a 6-hour shift.
My girlfriend will pick me up and then we will go have dinner together. I really love her, she comes all the way here while I also could have taken the bus. She always does those kind of sweet things, like the other day when she went to my grandmother in the hospital. I was working late and granny didn't have a visit that day yet. They had been talking for hours, they both loved it. 3 mintes and 2 seconds.
A really friendly-looking old lady came to my desk with a small bag from our restaurant. 'Can you please help me?' she said, and with those words a gust of lavender and freshy baked cake came to me. 'Of course, madam, what's the problem?' I said with a huge, fake smile. 'You dickheads gave me an icecold cheeseburger'. My smile wanted to fade away, but I didn't let it go. 'Oh, that's not good, if you have a moment I will get a new one for you.' And while I walked away, i heard her say that she doesn't and old people are always left in the shit and they have to deal with it themselves. I was almost starting to feel sorry for her. When i came back with a cheeseburger that almost burned my hands, a tiny smile appeared on her face. 'Here you go, madam' and as I handed her the cheeseburger her smile turned into a frown. 'This one is also freezing, but I have to go, and I will never come back.' 0 minutes and 0 seconds.
Finally I was done, and Claire was waiting for me in her tiny, red car. I stepped in the car, gave her a kiss, and we went to the restaurant. If I would have known what would happen that night I might not have went with her.
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Burgers And Balls
RomanceWhen his girlfriend breaks up with him because she thinks he's gay, his whole life is upside down. In all this mess some very beautiful things happen.