Vegeta snatched up the wet towel lying there on the counter, and almost incinerated it. He despised cleaning, but he despised cooking and slaving for every passerby even more. He could hardly BELIEVE that even KAKAROT would do such an atrocity, but, he could, when considering the brains involved, or rather the lack there of...
Really one of the main reasons Vegeta took the 'job' instead of the other one is because he could complete this one in mere seconds, while the other did not HAVE a time limit, no matter how fast you went it just kept going. He then decided to stop standing there thinking about it and get it over with.
In an awesome display of power and speed, Vegeta went as fast as he pleased wiping every table and and chair down with the rag, which literally shook the entire building wildly as if a major earthquake was assaulting the place.
The loud buzzing noise of him zipping back and forth was the only indication that Vegeta was even there at all, his speed blinding all to his movements. As Vegeta passed by or ran into objects in the area at that speed they would be hurled into the air, sending chairs spinning, papers, garbage, and unfinished food flying through the air, all constantly and sporadically changing directions in mid-flight, almost as if they forgot to bring their flight manual. Either that or the other papers flying around on the other side of the room WERE their flight manuals, but either way the items that were flying through the air were all quite lost.
However, a few moments later, it was all over. Well, most of it was anyway, the shaking of the walls didn't quite feel like it yet. After Vegeta had finished washing all the tables and chairs, they all gleamed and sparkled. Sadly not because it was clean, although it pretty much was, but because it was all covered in a thin layer of water. He threw the rag across the building to where it had once rested. His crowd stood in almost perpetual awe, while they all waited for their chance to order.
As soon as Goku finished speaking, he turned to carry out his order, when suddenly Vegeta started cleaning. He though about not doing his job until Vegeta was done, but since he couldn't think he went on with his original plan, which he didn't actually have yet. He zipped back and forth between cooking the food and shaking the fries and work of the like. After an immeasurable period of time, Goku decided it was taking too long and energized the oven. The heat blasted on way beyond it's full capacity, and cooked at a much faster rate. He salted the fries, threw them in the air while he prepared another part of the meal, and was easily back in time to land them in the fry box, which he casually yet speedily tossed to the tray. He practically ripped the meat out of the oven and energized the meat as well, for full-cooking, and a bit of a 'kick'. He threw the Big Mac's buns and meat together and tossed in all the condiments, then he whooshed it into the box and on the tray with the fry box. No sooner had he done so that he then Instant-transmissioned to the cup dispenser and back with a full cup that hit the tray. All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The gentleman was astonished, although it wasn't new to him. He thanked Goku with a hasty nos and ran off with his steaming hot and somewhat cracked tray. This nearly exactly the same process of Goku serving food re-occurred again and again, all the while Vegeta was sitting down in a seat somewhere in the restaurant messing around, and silently, gloating.
By the end of the day the two had finally got off work, and were packing up to head home when suddenly,
"Hey you two! Work doesn't end for another five minutes!! Wash the toilets, clean the sinks, WHATS ON THIS CEILING!? Mop the..." The earlier voice boomed again, trailing off endless orders. Vegeta and Goku looked at each other for a moment in disappointment, and walked off towards the bathroom. Their trip wasn't silent however, for Vegeta was not happy about this little chore, and expressed it noisily by growling.
"And NO superspeed!" The voice added, much to the dismay of Vegeta and Goku.
After five more minutes of tedious and boring toilet scrubbing, the female voice of doom called again from the doorway. "Alright you two slackers, works over. And you Vegeta I expect to see after work... in private." The voice said enticingly. It also whipped it's palm on both of their ends as they walked out, inciting question marks over Goku's head and evil growls and mumbled plots of revenge from Vegeta, rather then the quick demise that would've to any other individual. As they walked out of the parking lot to the most busy McDonald's in the world, they thought about their long day, But not Goku who didn't do much more then stare numbly and imagine eating fish, all the while knowing that it would all happen all over again... Next week.
End.