Two months later
Anna
May the good lord help me, I don’t want to lose my job, I am being targeted.
“You need to get your head in the game, your anger is making me lose customers.” She yelled
“But they keep repeating the same order and making me run twice. Sharon, those kids are messing with me and I know it.”
I tried to explain to my boss, but she wouldn’t listen to me.
“You have one more day, go today without a complaint, you barely make ten dollars an hour and that’s after I slashed it off for this kind of mistake. Don’t you want to own a Prada bag or a Gucci? Your phone is from last season and you live in a basement and they collect rent? Fix that attitude? You aren’t affiliated to the rich just yet.” Sharon spat as she walked away.
I placed my tongue on my cheek as I hel
