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The manager finally said. Although she doesn't have trouble eating at the restaurant since she has her own suite, she wanted to stay out instead. "OK then". She finally said after some time. The manager finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, here are my friends, and also the owner of this restaurant". August said. The manager was speechless, he quickly remembered that when he was appointed to be the manager, August told him that her friends were also in charge of the business. Does that mean he turned down one if the CEO of the restaurant?.

“Of course, sir. I’ll make the arrangements right away.” THIRD PARTY POV At a small but popular restaurant, where Kirsten worked part-time, the air buzzed with the chatter of customers and the clink of silverware. The owner, a man in his mid-fifties with a warm smile and a generous spirit, was at the counter, overseeing his team and ensuring everything ran smoothly.

she asked. “Yeah.” “Then you’re hired, if you want.” She explained the schedule, pay, and expectations. “We only have one waiter. Are you sure you want this?” “Very.” “Okay.” She called Maris, their current waiter. “Orient Isis. Show him around.” “Yes, boss,” he said. She shook her head and walked toward her office, which also served as her baking area. Isis placed his things down and took a short rest, then immediately started working.

she said before approaching the stove to start cooking. Ate Elen is our cook here in the canteen, while I am the one in charge of washing dishes. Actually, there are four of us working here: Ate Elen as the cook, me as the dishwasher, and Mark and Jason as the servers. Meanwhile, Madam is in charge of the cash register.

I'm sure no one will forget him, but sadly, despite how handsome he is outside, the inside is a devil hiding who is ready to devour his prey. I wore my uniform and tied my apron around my waist before leaving my locker. "Come here, Athena." Our supervisor called out, and I quickly went to her. "Since this is your first day, I will give you six tables for now. You assist in tables five to eleven. You are the one who will take the order of the customers sitting at that table, as well as you will clean that area. "Okay, Ma'am." "Your shift is eight hours, but if someone suddenly is absent, you might fill on their shift."

"Let's continue our conversation later. We are near the office and the boss is waiting for you." Keegan hands me his phone and I put in my number. I hand his phone back to him, and he smiles at me and turns around. I knock on the door. I hear a faint "come in" from the inside. Once I step in, I see a male sitting at the desk. His hair is getting gray. "Good evening you must be Emelia my name is Rave Williams. I'm the owner and manager of this restaurant. Tell me do you have any experience?"

And he steps to kiss her on the cheek. Michael simply nods, smiling at her, then glancing back at me. ----- The dinner is excellent. It turns out that the man who showed us in, Ross, is also the chef and is Haswell´s driver. Since, in addition, he serves as butler for the meal, he seems unlikely to be out of work anytime soon. Beth turns to me. "So, Richard tells me that you´re hoping to join us, as a trainee?"

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.”

She picked one dish, the one that she liked, and one dessert with water as her only beverage. Ember counted the waitresses working at this time and she counted thirteen waitresses with one manager supervising everything and one staff for the reservation desk. And if she remembered it well, the owner is also the head chef with seven sous chefs. They had four armed guards: two for the entrance, one for the exit, and the other roams around the parking lot.

I don't know where all the food are going but it's definitely not my stomach. "Yes, your grace." The head chef answered. She usually don't set up. That's the job for those under her and the kitchen maids but she said she needed to supervise. 100 bucks it's me she's actually supervising. Me and the shortcakes and she's doing a terrible job at it. "So you've worked here a while, right?" I asked and she nodded. "But you've done other things before right?"