Grubhub Man Novels & Stories

“That’ll be two dollars, please.” Griff handed the money over with exactly zero regrets or qualms about the sugar-fused calorie-bomb coming his way. He was as disciplined with his eating as he was with his workouts, sleep schedule and spending habits, and eagerly handing over his hard-earned cash for junk food was really not his style. But here he was, doing it anyway… and he was even deliriously happy about it. “Spider.” The tattooed, lip ring woman was back now, and she gave Griff an apologetic smile. “Sorry to interrupt… the flour supplier is on the phone, and she’s making noises about not being able to get the next shipment here this afternoon.”

I said looking at my wife. " What?? What is going on?? " Manu asked. " Nothing, have food, you are hungry. Right?? " " What do I do sir?? " Harry asked. " Do whatever you want... " " Harry, please bring the food here. I would love to try. The snacks were amazing. Srusti and I can enjoy it. " Manu said. " Ma'am, actually I brought my food." " No arguments!! You are eating with us. "

Following his gaze, I saw a burly white man. He had a full beard and was playing with a Rubik's cube. We approached his table. "Ah, there you are," Greg said in deep British accent, barely glancing at me before returning to his cube. "This is my assistant, Jen Middleton." Greg nodded slightly. "Please sit," Mr. Lloyd gestured. Talented people often have unique personalities - I didn't take Greg's behavior personally. Greg pushed the menu toward Mr. Lloyd. "I've ordered mine. Order whatever you'd like."

Sienna’s eyes collided with mine, and I crossed the room with a few long strides until I reached their table. “Hey. It's a nice day for brunch, don't you think? I love brunch”. I actually despise it. It is very pretentious, thinking that you are creating a meal when you’re just having a late breakfast. "Nice to meet you, I'm Matt Gruber". “Matt Gruber? Oh, man I’m such a fan!”, the Thor wannabe’s eyes lightened up, and he stood up to give me his hand, completely forgetting about Sienna.

the only man replied “I hope you enjoy your time here.” “By the way, I am Thompson, but you can call me old man Thom and this is my manager, Sebastian. Guess I have to introduce myself since your husband isn't making any move on doing that.” he imposed. “We should probably eat.” Gray replied, his expression mean and his eyes dark. I thought he was excited about this deal, why is he suddenly so mean? “Alright then, we should probably dig in, I am so famished.” the old man said with a smile, his gesture towards the dining table.

Jex also smiled, "No, I was just asking." Fiona stomped on his foot under the table, gritting her teeth, "Jex should be busy, let's not keep you for dinner!" Jex groaned in pain and in the CEO's puzzled eyes, he stiffly said he was hungry and the restaurant served food too slowly. Leaving aside this incident, the meal was still good, at least the CEO left satisfied. Fiona's eyes could almost kill, Bella felt her heart skip a beat, and quickly said, "It's great that the CEO is still single, Fiona, you have a chance."

His tone was clipped, business-like; cutting to the chase. When he cut the call, he pulled out a handkerchief and consequently slipped his phone inside the pocket of his shirt. He wiped his mouth, a disgusted look coming over his face. He bit his teeth down in pure anger. ••• “We don’t usually get many customers around this time,” the middle-aged woman explained, referring to the empty tables. “But, for sure Tommy over there, always comes around this time. Oh, and Pauline but that’s just my niece. Her mother leaves her in my care until her father can come to pick her up. She’s an Uber driver, by the way. Her mother, that is,” Anelia listened carefully to the owner of the restaurant that she

He said and continued with his dinner. “Damn, you don’t give up, do you? You’re so damn stubborn!” “Hello Mr. Hobbs. My name is Mr. Channing. I’m the manager of this restaurant. I hope there isn’t any problem? I saw you’ve been with our waitress for quite some time now, so I figured something might have gone wrong, that’s why I came.”

Gibran said politely. "Please wait a moment, Mr. Gibran. I'll inform the boss," the waitress responded with a friendly smile. Gibran sat calmly in his seat, waiting for the waitress to return. Not long after, the club's owner came to meet him, accompanied by the waitress. "Serve us some drinks," the club owner instructed his employee. The waitress left, and the club owner turned his attention to Gibran. He extended his hand to shake Gibran's. "What can I do for you, Mr. Gibran?" the club owner inquired.

I just brushed it off as it being that she was still feeling sad about Sean. I was currently on a street lined with restaurants and I had been going into request for a job had been rejected each time. I was already tired. I had finally gotten to the end of the Street where there was a restaurant that had a vacancy sign in front. It was the last restaurant on the line. When I entered into the building it was really busy and I could see a man I assumed to be the manager shouting from the front of the counter to at someone in the kitchen. There weren't many people in the restaurant, maybe just two or three because they weren't open yet. I walked to the counter towards the manager. He was a shor