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December 5th
Today was the first day of work, and boy was it crazy! For the first few hours the place was completely deserted. The manager stayed in the bathroom almost the whole time, leaving me alone with these two losers from my school: Butch and Jack. Butch was playing with the soda machines and throwing random objects in the deep fryer and Jack was looking at dirty websites on the manager's computer. Meanwhile I stood at the register, being completely bored out of my mind.
Then, when the clock hit twelve a storm of customers came in. The place was more packed than the twerp shoved into a locker. I tried getting everyone's orders while Butch worked the food and Jack stood around doing nothing. Actually, he was trying to play manager, barking orders at us.
"Come on you two, get these orders rolling!" he yelled. "My grandma wraps burgers faster than you! Hey red, punch in those numbers won't you?"
"Do you want my fist in your face?" I threatened.
From the back I heard something fall on the floor, followed by Butch cussing. I looked back briefly to see what was going on.
"Ten second rule!" he yelled, picking a burger off the floor and tossing it onto the counter.
I cringed as I watched him wrap it. I'll have to make a note to not eat there while he's on shift. After more people poured in I gritted my teeth and looked around.
"Where's the manager?" I demanded. "Who I do I have to sleep with to get some help around here?"
"That'd be me," Jack answered with a grin. Ugh, in his dreams!
Finally after a few more minutes the manager stepped out with some toilet paper on his shoes. He saw the chaos going on and rushed to the other register. Finally we got everyone out of the way and could catch our breaths. The manager wiped his forehead and Jack patted my shoulder.
"That was some nice work there red," he complimented.
"GET OFF ME!" I yelled, slapping his hand away.
"Um, hey," Butch spoke up from the back, "if anyone sees a fingernail somewhere, let me know."
I was going to bring some free food home, but after that comment I decided not to. Eventually my shift came to an end I was glad to be out of that place. Back at home Grandma and Grampa had made us sausages and potatoes, and boy was it good!
Later Mrs. Turner called and asked me to babysit for a few hours while she dragged her husband off to see that new movie about vampires. I had a rough day and I was tired so I decided to go easy on the twerp: I made him massage my feet, give me a pedicure and serve as my foot stool.
Well, now that I'm richer and more relaxed I guess it's time for me to catch some Z's. Later!
A/N: There you have it; Vicky works at a fast food joint where other teenagers have an even worse work ethic than her, if that's possible. Let me know what you think of this chapter and the story so far, and I hope you all had a good Thanksgiving!