The Problem with being Popular
Part 4
Max and Liz had been working perfectly in the diner together she cooking everything and him taking all the orders. They were a perfect team together. That is until the breakfast rush really started to pick up. They couldn't handle it anymore and they knew it. People were starting to complain, and tempers were starting to flare.
Max went back to place another order when Liz let her worries really start to show.
"Max what are we going to do, none of the other waitresses have showed up yet, I can't get a hold of any of them! In an hour this crowd is going to double!"
Max had never seen this side of Liz before. She was always so cool and collected. You wouldn't know that she ever worried about anything. Her she was now though, completely scared, and he knew he had to help her.
"Could any of your friends come down and help out for a couple hours?" He asked trying to be supportive to the situation, and find the solution.
Liz just laughed. "Friends? What friends! You mean those fools that I casually talk to at school? They wouldn't set foot in here, lead alone behind the counter." She stated as if it were common knowledge to everyone. That her so called friends were far to superficial to actually work, get their hands dirty, talk to the 'common people'.
Max was shocked. He had no idea that she felt that away about them. When they had talked last night she had hinted that she was exactly pleased with her friends, but now she was flat out saying that she didn't like them. He would have never guessed when they were at school.
"Oh. Ok. Well I can call.... Maria and Isabel, possibly Michael and Alex would help as well. Don't worry about it. You just finish these orders and I'll have us a staff in no time." Max finished, taking control of the situation. He went to the phone as she went back to cooking.
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Two hours later the breakfast rush had subsided, there was only a handful of customers still in the diner. When they all decided to take a break. Maria, Isabel, Michael, and Alex had all come down to help at Max's request. Some less happy about it then others, but none the less they had all been there, and gotten the job done.
They all sat on the stools at the counter. Exhausted.
"Liz I don't see how you do this everyday, I've been here nearly 2 hours and I'm all ready exhuasted." Maria said.
"You just get used to it." Liz simply replied, from behind the counter. She poured them all a coke and dished out pieces of pie to everyone. She was amazed at how great this group of people was. Just because Max had asked they were all there for him. They didn't even know her, yet they were happy to help out, well for the most part.
"Are we done here yet?" Michael questioned eating the last of his pie.
Maria just glared at him. "I think we should stick around until after the lunch rush." Maria stated. Michael knowing that he didn't have any other choice but to stay.
"Oh, you guys don't have to do that. Really I mean you've helped more than enough." Liz beamed, truly grateful hat they had come. But also knowing that if they left she'd be close to her nervous breakdown again.
"None sense. We're happy to help. What else do we have to do on a Sunday." Alex announced half joking.
"I agree." Max said. "Happy to stay." He finished smiling at Liz. She was so happy that this day had turned out so well. Last night had been perfect with him, and today even better. His friends were amazing, HE was amazing. How could she have not seen it before. Liz smiled back at him whole heartidly, and took a seat next to him on the empty stool. To eat her pie, and sip her coke.
TBC
Part 4
Max and Liz had been working perfectly in the diner together she cooking everything and him taking all the orders. They were a perfect team together. That is until the breakfast rush really started to pick up. They couldn't handle it anymore and they knew it. People were starting to complain, and tempers were starting to flare.
Max went back to place another order when Liz let her worries really start to show.
"Max what are we going to do, none of the other waitresses have showed up yet, I can't get a hold of any of them! In an hour this crowd is going to double!"
Max had never seen this side of Liz before. She was always so cool and collected. You wouldn't know that she ever worried about anything. Her she was now though, completely scared, and he knew he had to help her.
"Could any of your friends come down and help out for a couple hours?" He asked trying to be supportive to the situation, and find the solution.
Liz just laughed. "Friends? What friends! You mean those fools that I casually talk to at school? They wouldn't set foot in here, lead alone behind the counter." She stated as if it were common knowledge to everyone. That her so called friends were far to superficial to actually work, get their hands dirty, talk to the 'common people'.
Max was shocked. He had no idea that she felt that away about them. When they had talked last night she had hinted that she was exactly pleased with her friends, but now she was flat out saying that she didn't like them. He would have never guessed when they were at school.
"Oh. Ok. Well I can call.... Maria and Isabel, possibly Michael and Alex would help as well. Don't worry about it. You just finish these orders and I'll have us a staff in no time." Max finished, taking control of the situation. He went to the phone as she went back to cooking.
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Two hours later the breakfast rush had subsided, there was only a handful of customers still in the diner. When they all decided to take a break. Maria, Isabel, Michael, and Alex had all come down to help at Max's request. Some less happy about it then others, but none the less they had all been there, and gotten the job done.
They all sat on the stools at the counter. Exhausted.
"Liz I don't see how you do this everyday, I've been here nearly 2 hours and I'm all ready exhuasted." Maria said.
"You just get used to it." Liz simply replied, from behind the counter. She poured them all a coke and dished out pieces of pie to everyone. She was amazed at how great this group of people was. Just because Max had asked they were all there for him. They didn't even know her, yet they were happy to help out, well for the most part.
"Are we done here yet?" Michael questioned eating the last of his pie.
Maria just glared at him. "I think we should stick around until after the lunch rush." Maria stated. Michael knowing that he didn't have any other choice but to stay.
"Oh, you guys don't have to do that. Really I mean you've helped more than enough." Liz beamed, truly grateful hat they had come. But also knowing that if they left she'd be close to her nervous breakdown again.
"None sense. We're happy to help. What else do we have to do on a Sunday." Alex announced half joking.
"I agree." Max said. "Happy to stay." He finished smiling at Liz. She was so happy that this day had turned out so well. Last night had been perfect with him, and today even better. His friends were amazing, HE was amazing. How could she have not seen it before. Liz smiled back at him whole heartidly, and took a seat next to him on the empty stool. To eat her pie, and sip her coke.
TBC
