Grubhub Man Novels & Stories

"I haven't had time to do that today. I had to help me attend to the customers." "Oh. It's the rush hour?" He shook his head. "It's always rush hour around here. A customer leaves, two more take his place, and it's all me and my staff can do to keep up." "You're the owner?" The little man puffed up his chest proudly and pointed to the tag neatly pinned on his shirt, which I had missed. It read Will Hughes, manager. "That I am." "It's a nice place you got here, Mr Hughes."

Both Brian and the girl looked at the person who was screaming. A bald man about 50 years old with a bloated stomach approached them. "Evening, Sir," said the waiter who had approached them earlier. It seems that the man is the manager or maybe the minimarket owner. "Hm... what's this?" asked the bald man with a fierce face. He looked at the two troublemakers in turn. "Here, Mr. Gibran. Earlier, they fought because this lady had accused this gentleman of harassment against him," explained the waiter, a little scared. The employee waited for the reaction his boss would show.

A nice young man ask as he comes over to me. “Well I was going to try to speak to the manager in charge or the lead chef.” I say as I look around noticing people glancing my way. “Well I am the manager in charge my name is Ricky. Our lead chef is out she has family obligations. Is there something wrong?” He ask as he looks at me concerned.

Even to the point where he sat on the sofa, his hospitality was still radiant. "Have a drink," the host said as her hands put down a cup of coffee and a glass of water. The corners of her lips were rising as well. "Thank you, Miss. So, I'm Max from Quebracha Company." “Yes, I already know,” Gabriella said with pursed lips. "Already know?" The man raised his eyebrows. The girl nodded confidently. "Yes, who else could disturb the peace of my life if it's not employees of the Quebracha company?"

At this point, I feel relieved knowing that we will have new staff joining the company's workforce soon. Pausing for a moment, I thought to myself that visiting the coffee shop down the street at this hour wouldn't be a bad idea, since it's so cold and chilly. I think I need to warm up. I Immediately dailed Mr Dum. "Get the car ready," — I strolled to the door— "we're leaving right now." Standing beside a 2020 GLB SUV is an average height, muscular brown skin young man. Mr Dum, my personal driver, happily married and a father of two beautiful, brilliant kids of opposite genders as he awaits my arrival.

“Who are you?” Venya asked, tilting her head to the side, confused by the short, olive-skinned man that was covered from his bald head to bare feet in blood and flesh chunks now standing just outside of a large, opened gash in the neck of the snake. “I am Grub. Oh don’t be worrying pretty face, Grub will fetch wonky leg, give me few minutes,” the man said, spinning quickly on his heels to face the opening once more and as he moved forward, he pushed the skin aside to step back into the throat of the snake.

The waitress asked me if I had a reservation before taking us to a private booth. There, the son of a bitch sat with his wife and daughter. As soon as he saw me, he stood up and said, "Mr. Gravano, oh, and Alessia, honey." He said this with a smirk toward Alessia, and I felt her go stiff when she heard his voice.

He got out looking tired, but not disappointed. "How did it go?" I asked. He walked over and smiled faintly. "Got one." "Doing what?" "The grocery store. They need someone to move stock. Loading and unloading. Work from eight to four. Paid by the day." I didn't know what to say. Gabriel. Former Alpha. Former CEO. Moving stock at a grocery store. "Are you sure about this?" I asked carefully. "Why not?" He took off his jacket and hung it on a chair. "The owner is nice. His name is Old Man Hendricks. He didn't ask a lot of questions. He just needs someone strong and willing to work hard."

"Even if you leave today you still need to come back here the other day because you're working under my company, so why leave? By the way, I'm Brigor Sapphirus Griffin." He said smiling like he hit a jackpot. Damn you jerk!

turned his gaze away to stare in front of him taking his bike back, driving off the road ahead of im as fast as he could. "Heyyyy!! where are you driving off who will pay for the damage huh who will!!!" the man screams grinning his teeth together. "That bitch I will complain to its manager!! just wait and watch but-" the man paused "Of which company was he the pizza boy off"