Grubhub Man Novels & Stories

“Exactly… did you see earlier? He had bodyguards! Somebody his throat and when looked over beside me, there was one staff of the restaurant that went over to the table. “Good evening, sir. I am Mr. Gibbons, the manager of this store. May I ask if everything’s alright?” “The trouble has been handled. Everything’s fine now.” The manager’s voice was very apologetic. “We’re so sorry for what had happened, sir. Did your wife get hurt?” Esmé looked at the manager and shrugged her head silently. “My wife’s alright. Can I get another serving of ice cream? And I’ll order the bestseller on your menu. And please, another drinking glass so I can join my wife… on this date.” “Certainly, sir. Coming right

Carefully picking them up so as to avoid cutting myself I notice that the unnamed kind man had bent down to help me,so gentleman likea unlike Mr grumpy. Gasp!Mr Gru...I mean Mr Liam gave me five minutes to get his coffee!!Oh god kill me now,if i don't lose my job today then I'll give thanks to the Lord...Hurriedly picking them up,I mutter a quick thanks and sorry for the mishap to the man and hightailing it out of there.Going back to the cafeteria to prepare another coffee for him and checking my wristwatch to see it has been ten minutes since I left the office making me five minutes late.I quickly board the elevator heading to the last floor,reaching there I alight and walk towards his offi

Just… capable. A tall, stern looking man stepped forward. Grey at the temples, posture so perfect it hurt. His voice was velvet and gravel. “I am Mr. Sterling, your butler and household manager. Everything will run through me.” Behind him stood: Mrs. Greaves, the head housekeeper, short and round with a fierce glint in her eye. Chef Ambrose, tall, tatted, with a messy bun and a cocky smirk. He looked more rockstar than culinary master.

He tapped Griff on the shoulder, making him snarl. “Excuse me, sir,” he said. “The Administrator of Bad Debts will see you now.”

I hate your face. The woman was scared weak to the knees! The manager was about to cry. How did her face offend this great man. Griffin dropped a cheque with a cool expression, "Chicago is big, but it's easy for me to make someone disappear!" The manager went limp. He was also a resourceful person, and once he inquired, he knew why Griffin could not tolerate it.He is also a smart person. That face was similar to his ex-girlfriend, in a few ways.

No, it couldn’t be. “Right, let us get to the introductions,” the manager spoke as we were all seated. “I’m Nathan Davis, the manager, as you might already know. This is our owner, Mrs. Trisha Alfano, and her heir and eldest daughter, Rainelle Alfano.” He pointed to the two identical looking women with black hair and blue eyes who were no doubt mother and daughter. “This is our head chef, Samuel Giovanni.” He pointed to the only man sitting to his right who was wearing his chef uniform. “And finally, Mr. Erick Stayton, our new sponsor. He has just agreed to help us with our plan of expanding our restaurant to different parts of Canada as part of his new business venture. It’s a pleasure to h

He is not used to these kind of places. While my thoughts are preoccupied with Devyn, the hairs on my neck stand up when someone taps me on the shoulder. I quickly whirl around. “Do you want some fat crabs?” says the old man who only has one tooth left and its gold. On his hands are two bundles of obviously malnourished crabs. I wince as I stare at the poor crabs. “No, thank you.” I turn my head around but I still can’t find Dad and Gloria. Where are they? I need to get out of here so I can avoid Devyn!

When I showed my card to the security man, he appeared on my side and shut me off with one sentence to the security man, " Daniel Rodriguez, friend of Harman Graviel" My head apparently buzzed after the revelation,he made to me. He was friend with Harman Graviel, the top business of this city. He had a plenty of bar business and I wasn't shocked to find out that this mysterious underground area was owned by him. But my stranger really surprised me to that extent that I didn't dare to breath deeply. We both walked inside together and I was pretty much sure that my walk was looking nothing better than puppet.

As it was, she would be better off sending out his resume again instead of waiting for the interview to conclude. The restaurant owner was a very stout but burly old man with a long trimmed beard and bushy brows. He wore a very tall hat and had a huge beer belly in the front. Laura studied the restaurant owner who introduced himself as Griffin Hawkeye as he shook Tynan's flimsy arm almost violently. She was worried for a moment that the physically inept programmer would dislocate an arm from the forceful handshake but she was more worried about the intimidating presence of the restaurant owner instead. Knowing Tynan and his tendency to mess up when he panicked, would this interview go well?

The idea of wandering around until she found table number one made her hip throb. “I think we are experiencing the same dilemma my date is also late. Maybe we can help each other.” The strange man smiled. “Let me introduce myself. I am Yuri Makarskiy. I work for Gale Hospitality. I am the VP of Operations. And I could really use a drink.”, he said.