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Chapter 9: The Bosses

Chapter 9: The Bosses

Lesedi

It was a Friday; and just like any other Friday night, The Black Sheep was packed.

I had not seen Aiden since deal night because work was just too hectic.

One of my suppliers sent in a bad load of produce which pretty much ruined the entire week for me.

I had to literally remove five items from the menu on Tuesday until I got temporary stocks from a different supplier.

Sure, it was the more expensive option, but it was a bigger loss to wait for a re-delivery on Thursday, from my usual supplier.

I spent the rest of the week remaking my accounts and phoning up suppliers in the hopes of finding backups for each product.

I couldn't afford another mishap like this one, and I sure as hell was going to do everything I could to avoid it.

On a brighter note, I had managed to find two temp servers who came in every Friday, Saturday and Sunday, since they were our busiest nights.

That meant I could focus more on managing fires rather than being in the middle of them, so to speak.

I had just finished all the accounting I could handle for this week and closed the books to take a breather, when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in", I called out.

It was Madison.

"We've got a couple of bosses!", she said sounding defeated.

"They keep ordering buttered lobster and grilled oysters when it's clearly not on the menu", she continued.

"So, I tried explaining to them nicely, that it was not available and they just said that they came to have lobster and oysters and that's what they'll have and if I can't do my job properly, I should just call my manager.", she finished almost in tears.

There was a reason we called customers like these, bosses; if we were to use correct terminology, it would be B.O.S.S - Born of Satan's Scrotum.

Which eventually just became 'A boss' if it was one customer and 'bosses' if it was more.

I mean, to think the frequency of these types of customers got so bad that we had to coin terminology for easy reference.

The food industry can be brutal sometimes.

"Which table?", I asked coolly.

"Table 14", she replied.

I handed Madison a tissue and walked out guns blazing, ready for war.

As I neared Table 14, instead of seeing a bunch of impatient customers as expected, I saw familiar faces, grinning.

'They didn't...' , I thought.

'No. It couldn't be...' , I debated internally.

"Kara and...err...Liam?", I sounded, stunned.

"You remembered!", Kara exclaimed and jumped out of her seat and hugged me like we had known each other for ages.

I hugged her back, still a bit stunned by the whole situation.

"Hey Lessie!", Liam smiled following Kara's hug.

"What brings you to The Black Sheep?", I managed to say while forming something of a smile.

"We were in the mood for lobsters and oysters", Liam said smiling mischievously, reminding me of the reason I came out of the office.

"Wait, did you just make one of my servers, cry...for kicks?", I asked, unamused.