“Nicole! I swear, I should just fire ya’ll right here, right now!”

Terry shouted in frustration, scoffing loudly as he heard another sarcastic, sassy response from Nicole. It was one of those days.

Every order Aaron had put in was wrong, Nicole was being annoying, Brad was texting, Bridget had called in sick, Joey and Amber were fighting, Nico, Pickles, and Ruby were buried in tickets, and somehow it was like the Friday rush had infiltrated into the Wednesday afternoon. Wasn’t going great.

Then, the customers were worse. Poppy and River had ordered around five dishes now, called Terry over each time, then complained about the food and Nicole and demand their food get comped. Tim and Pam were mad about last nights game and demanding more gift cards-

How? How? Not a single thing had gone right the whole day, and more reservations were piling up.

Terry groaned heavily, leaning against the wall and looking down for a moment. He was around two seconds away from ripping out all his hair and quitting again.