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ble eight. Move it! Today is crowded. No sluggishness, please!" The supervis

e ever encountered on this app. What the heck is going on here? Look

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since morning, running around like a hamster on a whee

ioned behind a counter, smiling at customers and taking orders. Instead, I was playing th

man. Her dress was tight, clinging uncomfortably to her frame, and the unease on her face was as clea

nce. "Umm... what's your order, please?" I asked, making sur

f to a bar at night with a man old enough to be her

face, "should I bring soda for your granddaughter?" M

g as he said, "She isn't my granddaughter. She's my baby."

I wanted to hurl r

er would have guessed," I

oice dripped with sarcasm as I glared at him, my patience thinning. What k

is smug tone dragged me o

pen to jot down his order. I prayed he'd say somethi

tening?" he demanded

. Just give me your order,"

u're too rude

's up to me to decide," I shot back,

Bloody Marys," then leaned over to whisper

unmoving, sta

His voice rose slightl

ut for her? Vodka, tomato juice, and seasoning all mixed together? Nah, no way. Just thinking about it makes me want to

ing us the damn drinks," he snapped, his v

ns. Look, I can't in good conscience serve this poor gi

how about two Screwdrivers?" he b

ointedly, my tone laced with concern. I knew I was pu

flushing red as he leaned forward. "Whatever I order is

s: rum and Coke. She gets Coke, and you, 'Grandpa,' get r

urned to leave when he

'm not a fool, and I know what's be

why are you sitting here with a girl young enough to be you

y shirt, his voice rising as he shouted obscenities. The

" he muttered, shooting me a sharp look before turning to calm the furi

cap hid most of his features, but the silver hair peeking out beneath it h

ing you?" I asked softly,

pond, his hea

od? Or maybe something to mend what's broken? I've got the pe

e's a drink for you," I said. He grabbed i

d, his voice l