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- [The father came home early frustrated and filled with agony as a frown grew on his face, creasing his forehead. He stuttered apprehensively as he thought, trying to form the right words."W-whats wrong dad?" i anxiously questioned. I usually never see my dad so worked up and anxious before. "Son, I just got fired from my job and moneys been tight lately so until i find another job in such short notice you're gonna have to find a job to make ends meet" I swallowed hard as I took in the news.
- In the morning, I immediately went and started seeking for available jobs nearby, and applied for a nearby resteraunt that happened to have a job available for a waiter. The interview went by rapidly and the manager seemed fair and genuine, This was gonna be a perfect fit, I hope. "Well it seems like it's not take long for me to say that you're a perfect match! You're hired." she announced. I danced for joy as i heard the golden word, "hired". "You won't regret this, truly." I squeaked.
- "This is harder than i thought it was gonna be.." i thought. Ongoing complaints from each table and customers gave me headaches that slowly turned into migraines and I felt dizzy and stressed out. Is this what my dad goes through? "Hello, May I please have the Chicken Alfredo pasta without Alfredo sauce?" the booming voice spat. "I-i'm sorry sir but that's not an option." I stuttered. His voice grew larger, anger grew in his voice as he spoke "As the customer, I should have the free will to choose whatever is applicable to my taste" I froze in silence, trying to conjure up words in my head to reply. Abruptly, The manager ran to us, with a concerned yet confused look on her face. "what seems to be the problem?" she questioned.
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