“Oh my—what the hell are you doing, commoner? Do you have any idea how much this dress costs?” A blonde customer shouted.I accidentally spilled the juice that she just ordered onto her dress because she keeps moving around like a gummy worm that is covered with baking soda and dipped in a glass of vinegar. It is not really my fault, to begin with, I am just doing my job like I am supposed to do. As I was busy serving the drinks to her and her companion, she has been talking to her friends with hand gestures as if she is a conductor. Was it my fault? No. I tried to avoid her hands as much as possible but God knows how much I waited for her to stop and let me do my work so that I can get out of here. Sometimes or I must say, every day, no days excused—in this fancy restaurant I always encounter one or two customers that will blame me for their misbehavior. I mean, it’s not really new to spoiled brats but geez, I wish they are still on their right minds.“I am very sorry, Miss. I am v
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