Spencer glanced over at Emmeline, just as he was about to speak, a loud crash thundered from behind them.
Spencer and Emmeline quickly turned around, only to find the young waiter they had seen earlier, collapsed on the floor, his back having slammed into a chair, causing the racket. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, his breathing heavy and panicked.
It was only after Georgia had left that he visibly relaxed, slumping to the ground in relief.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSpencer stepped forward to help the waiter up. "It's okay, no worries. If that woman bothers you again, give this guy a call." Spencer pulled out his phone, scrolled to Alaric's contact, and showed it to the waiter. Alaric was probably the only one who could handle Georgia's arrogance.
The waiter quickly bowed in thanks. "Sir, thank you so much, I can't thank you enough." "Don't mention it. That burn looks pretty bad, you should get it treated right away," Spencer said with concern. The waiter's hand, initially just reddened, now sported blisters from the burn - no small matter. "Thank you, I'll see to it right away," the waiter said, bowing before attempting to leave.
The manager stopped him in his tracks. "Where do you think you're going during your shift?" "Manager, my hand is injured like this. It wouldn't be proper for the customers to seeserving food like this. I'm just going to treat my wound and then I'll be right back," the waiter tried to explain. "Personal errands on company time? Do you not want your pay for today?" the manager retorted.
NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON The waiter, who could have borne the insult in silence, could no longer contain his frustration and anger at being constantly belittled. He clenched his teeth, swallowed his pride and anger, lifted his blistered hand, unbuttoned his uniform, threw it on the ground, and with a gaze full of suppressed rage, he stared at the manager: "I quit! Consider tonight's wages a gift for you to get your eyes washed!" Search the Find_Nøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
With those words, the waiter strode out of the diner, his departure resolute, leaving behind any trace of his former timidity.
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"You'll regret this! The diner won't take you back after this!" the manager shouted after the departing figure of the waiter.
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Emmeline, unable to stand the manager's attitude, muttered, "Not standing up for you own staff, treating them less than human, a youkowh PF place like this is bound to go under eventually."
The manager spun around, his demeanor threatening, aware that having antagonized Georgia, his days el were now numbered. And now, with the waiter gone, he was left without anyone to cover for him if Georgia sought revenge.
Seeing the manager's hostile stance, Spencer quickly positioned Emmeline behind him and said, "We pay at the him counter, right? We're done here, let's go settle the bill." With that, he took Emmeline by the hand and headed to the front, wary of any trouble from the manager.
Fortunately, they left the diner without further incident, the manager not daring to follow.
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