Death disguised as beauty

Again!?

For the past 10mineuts, I've been standing here listening to some i***t go on about how hard his life is, like it's any easier for me plus isn't that what life stands for. Life. Isn't. f*****g. Easy. I huffed as I rolled my eyes at him "Look if you will not buy another drink or order just shut up and go" his face twisted into a look of disgust and rage but I couldn't care less I've been inhaling his cheap ass cologne for way too long and I'm a server, not a flipping therapist "Hey you little slut " he called out as I started walking away ok 1, 2,3,4 screws it, CLANK, oh what a wonderful sound I thought as the metal tray contacted his face.

"Bullseye right between the eyes" the tap on my shoulder stopped me mid victory dance I turned around to see the furious face of my boss.

"should I empty my locker"

"No"

"Wait, I'm not fired," I said with a glimmer of hope.

"Oh, no you definitely fired I just need you to tell me why you threw that tray at our customer"

"Because he deserved it"

"And the others did they deserve that too"

"Yes, because the first one grabbed my ass and the punch he got was just my body's reaction," I said with a smile

"And what about the second"

"Well, she was just begging for it, I hate to say it but girlfriend's a b***h," really kara, not the time.

"I'm so sorry I didn't mean that," yes you did

" Kara, you're fired no sweet-talking your way out of this one"

"But"

"No Buts your FIRED" his voice rang through the room. Everyone stopped to stare at us, and I took that as my cue to leave.

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Fired again and by my brother no less, to be honest, I lasted longer than I thought I would and I had beaten my personal record but I don't think it counts since my brother was my boss this time; you know what mom is just going to understand that the work thing isn't for me and starting right now I'll be following in my idol's Alex Russo footsteps and train for my 30s and since I'm going to be an ice cream taster; I think I will start now just to see how it would be not for pleasure, just work?

the rattling of keys pull me out of my thoughts knowing who it was I ignored it and went back to my creamy treat.

"So this is what you've sunken to"

"William, leave me alone"

"Oh, so your first name mad"

I just ignored him and like the devil incarnate, he stepped in front of the. T.V. and grabs my pint of pure gold, he really has a death wish I change the channel, and How to Get Away With Murder popped up I left it on since I might need it if he won't leave me the hell alone and then an idea pops in my head.