Lover's Quarrel

Stranger

Milanie's POV

"Another day, another grimey ass dollar" I said to myself walking in the door. Going to work is the worst part of my day. Dealing with rude, racist & nasty customers was something I endured daily living in southern Mississippi. Kayla my cowoker and best friend was the only joy I received working at Mikes Diner.

"Hey girl! I've been counting down to the minutes you clock in" Kayla spoke.

"You have no idea how bad I wish I was still in my bed right now. I do not feel like dealing with these cracker jacks today"

" and you think I do? I've bout had to tase Ryans ole sleezy ass 3 times today!" Kayla responded.

Ryan was this middle aged white man that sometimes comes to help us out in the kitchen even though he's lowkey is racist and a rapist at the same time.

" Girl if that jackass comes up behind me again today like he did yesterday he gone get cut" I said showing Kayla my switch blade.

"Lawd this bitch done came up in here with a damn razor blade watch out y'all before you get murked!" Kayla laughed.

"Aye bitch I've been waiting on you to refill my coffee for 10 minutes now" Colby, the faithful, racist, demanding customer sitting at the end of the diner yelled.

Kayla was about to cuss but I stopped her in her tracks.
" I got this boo, watch"  I said.
" Oh Colby, I don't know how many times me and you have to have this conversation."

For some reason Colby feared me. Any other black waitress he belittles & disrespects but he knows how quickly I'll get him together so he refuses to resort to that behavior with me. Sometimes I have to remind him though.

"Milly I'm sorry but that bitch is taking too damn long & she knows it!" He yelled.

"Colby I don't understand why we keep having to have this conversation. We do not live in the 1920's, hell the 1950's when racism & verbal abuse was allowed. In this day and age you will get your white ass beat & possibly killed for your mouth alone. I know we live in Mississippi and its a whole lot of you racist fucks still. However! You do not get to speak to blacks however you please. & I don't know why you don't know better. I told you last time the next time you decide to get disrespectful don't be suprised if whatever you ordered is spat in. I suggest you apologize before I spit in the coffee my damn self!" I replied calmly.

"Yes ma'am, Kay I'm sorry for calling you a bitch but could you please hurry up, & kindly not spit in my coffee. I'll tip you extra" he said while smiling.

"Girl I'm tempted to go pee in this shit fuck spitting"

"Kayla no!" I laughed because I knew this girl would seriously go do it.

After I finally got these customers seated I realized I hadn't even clocked in yet. "Lord what else could possibly happen today."

Just as I said that to myself these guys walked in. All of them were fine as hell but I had my eye on one out of the bunch.

"Girl you in this dirty ass uniform trynna look at a man chill out" I thought to myself.

"Oh Milllllyyyyy" Kayla sung while winking at me.
I worked up my nerves to walk over to there table after giving Kayla the eye.