Devastating

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Sayir's POV:
*The next morning*

I was the only one to dread getting out of bed. I had to be to work at 8 in the morning. I was tired because we stayed up talking until we fell asleep. I was also sad because Chris didn't text me last night, so I decided to text him.

*Good morning baby, the date still on?*

Him- Sure.

I don't know what was wrong with him but his vibe was off. I just brushed it off.

My feelings was slick hurt so, I didn't respond. I put on my work clothes fixed some breakfast & headed out the door. When I got to work, my vibe was off & I got into it with a customer. Things kind of went down hill from there.

"Sayir," my manager said with a stern voice.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Have you ever heard of, the customers are always right?" he asked.

"Yes Mr. Peterson!" I said knowing this wasn't going to be good.

"Well then you know that snapping on a customer is not acceptable!" he yelled.

"But Mr. Peterson she threw a straw at me." I said trying to keep my composure.

"NO EXCUSE! That gives you no right to give her black coffee & tell her to "meet you at the park after work!" he exclaimed.

"Yes sir." I said back to him.

"Sy i'm sorry but imma have to let you go. This was too far; she's writing a complaint on us & I can't have her suing us."

"Please Mr. Peterson!" I begged.

"I'm sorry Sayir, pack your belongings & your final check will be mailed."

I couldn't stop crying. I tried calling & texting Chris but he wouldn't answer. Why did I let her get the best of me? I can't believe this. I WANT TO KILL HER! I can't pay for Znuie to go to school & I can't tell her that. I can't afford the house i'm in or anything. This turnt into the worst day of my life. By the time I got home, Chris had texted me.

Is this dummy serious? Are you sleep or are you hosting? Make up your mind please

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Is this dummy serious? Are you sleep or are you hosting? Make up your mind please. I went into my room where my sisters couldn't see me & cried. He didn't text me all night & I was devastated.

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