I have been standing for the past four hours without my butt touching a chair or stool.
I have been standing for the past four hours because each time I try to sit, a freaking customer comes to my aisle.
I don't know why, but the cafe has been buzzing since I got here. It's usually always busy but today seemed different. Maybe it's because it's a Saturday or there are too many sleep deprived people in this city.
"You okay?" Lisa asks me as she walks to grab a cup.
"I can manage." Was my short reply.
"You look beat. Why don't you go to the back and get a little rest?' She suggests. "I can cover up for you here."
"It's fine." I smile at her. "It's almost lunch anyway."
"Honey." She puts a hand on my shoulder. "It's way past lunch."
What?
So I've been standing for more than fou
