Bad Shift, Happy Ending
Date: 8/17/2024,
Categories:
Quickie Sex,
Author: Mercury23
‘Excuse me, sir. Sir, could I just get past please?’ Amy sighed inwardly but kept her smile plastered on her face.
‘Sir?’
‘Dave move. That bird wants to get past.’ The woman reached out and shoved her husband who tutted. ‘Don’t fucking tut at me,’ she snapped. ‘You’re the one standing in the way.’
‘Fuck off, Julie. If she wants to get by she should say excuse me.’
‘She did.’
‘Well, I didn’t fucking hear her. You’re really pissing me off.’
‘It’s fine, sir,’ Amy said. ‘If I can just squeeze past -,’
‘Oh yeah, I’ll let you squeeze something!’
‘Fuck off, Dave, you prick,’ Julie said, shoving him again. He stepped back, knocking into Amy, causing the two plates of pasta in tomato sauce to hit her chest, staining her white blouse before crashing to the floor, smashing.
‘Oops, sorry, darlin’,’ Dave said, grinning his cigarette-stained teeth at her. ‘You want me to wipe that off for you?’
Amy could feel the tears starting to well up before she turned away but she tried to keep the practiced smile on her face.
‘Nice braces, love,’ Dave called as she walked away. ‘I bet that’s not the only thing the dentist wanted to put in your mouth.’
The toilet door slammed open as Amy hurried in and leaned on the basin, rubbing the tears from her eyes. She hated working at Pizza Palace, she’d only taken the job to see herself through university and so her parents wouldn’t have to find the money to help her, but she was so sick of the rude customers like Dave - ...
... she was tired of being called “darling”, “sexy”, “that girl” and anything else they came up with.
‘Amy, are you okay in there?’ Richard, her manager, called through the door.
She took a deep breath. ‘Yes, thank you. I’m coming out now.’
‘It’s fine, take a minute to yourself. Becky and I have cleaned up.’
Amy opened the door, she could feel her cheeks were still flushed with emotion. ‘You didn’t have to do that, but thank you.’
‘No problem. I’ve kicked them out, so take your time,’ Richard said, smiling.
Amy nodded, looking down so as not to show her shrink-wrapped eyes.
She closed the door and turned back to the basin, turning on the tap. She splashed water on her face, calming the heat around her eyes before drying her hands on the back of her short black skirt.
The buzz of her phone vibrating in her money belt made her jump.
Hey babe. How’s your shift?
She smiled weakly - she’d been seeing Matt for about six months. A year older than her he was the boy she’d lost her virginity to, although he’d not been much more experienced than her. He was good-looking and kind and he made her laugh, but tonight she didn’t feel like laughing.
Propping her phone behind the taps Amy retied her dirty blonde, shoulder-length ponytail. She eyed the orange stain on her blouse, the dark blue of her bra showing where the sauce made the white shirt opaque.
It’s shit. The customers are rude dickheads. And to top it off I’m due on my period and I’m really fucking ...