FIRST DAY AT WORK

Emma sighed heavily as she served the last table before her shift comes to an end. Her whole body was aching from the three hours of steady running around to take orders and to serve in response to the orders taken. She was famished, but grateful that it had all come to an end. she also knew that it would get better with time;first times were usually the worst.

“Wheew, finally.” She muttered, removing the café’s uniform and badge and placing it in one of the racks in the worker’s closet. Picking up her bag which was in the same row with the racks, she trudged out of the room, humming the fifth harmony’s ‘it’s all about black magic’.

Saying a few byes to her co workers, she walked out of the Ac-overrun café into the enclasp of the hot sun. Cursing at the sun tiredly as she walked; she took out a yellow stripped scarf from her pocket, and wiped her face rigorously; some beads of sweats had already made their w