Nov 28, 2020
“Look, could you please just hurry up with my order? I’ve been waiting for what feels like half an hour when all I wanted were some fries,” she snapped at the server, before catching herself and letting out a sigh as she massaged her forehead.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, I’m just really not in a great mood right now and want to leave before anyone finds out that I’m not at home. Here-” she reaches into her purse and pulls out a rather large bill and hands it to the person that looked to be on the verge of tears, “Please, don’t worry about the change. I shouldn’t have spoken like that. Just bring out my order whenever it’s ready. I’m so so sorry about it.”
