I took off my shirt and wore my uniform, It was an orange polo T-shirt. I wore my jacket and headed to the counter. “Hey,” the barista on duty waved, taking off his uniform. “I made it early,” I brushed him off. He laughed and wish me a good night.
As I walked over to the counter where the queue was, a blonde approached the counter and smiled at me. “Hey handsome.”
I wasn’t used to flirting on duty or let’s just say what happened earlier already messed with me and I was having a bad evening. I raised up my head to her waiting for her order. When she saw I wasn’t returning her flirtatious pleasantries she grimaced and made her order. “A cup of dark coffee.”
“Sure,” I replied and handed it over to her. She dropped $5 on the counter and pushed it to me. I gave her a faint smile and turne
