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Mia Stockebble was running to her average daily shift, which took place at "Yang's Noodle Bowl". She hadn't gotten any sleep at night, and cursed herself for sleeping in. She was currently late, and not wanting to get fired caused her to run like a madman. After running into a couple poles, and jumping over parked cars, she had made it to the restaurant, panting as she walked around the corner. She entered the back door, and immediately started,
"Sorry, so sorry I'm late! I overslept, and I need this job, please don' fire me!" she pleaded.
He boss turned to her, and everyone in the kitchen stopped what they were doing to turn to her. She was never late. He immediately hurried over to her and ushered her to put on her uniform.
"You're going to lose a job if you don't rush out those orders! It's a mad house in there!" he yelled.
She immediately shoved on the waitress' kimono, and headed to the counter in a flash. She held two trays, one in each hand, and was dashing around to get the orders to the right tables, many customers complaining.
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Mia Stockebble was running to her average daily shift, which took place at "Yang's Noodle Bowl". She hadn't gotten any sleep at night, and cursed herself for sleeping in. She was currently late, and not wanting to get fired caused her to run like a madman. After running into a couple poles, and jumping over parked cars, she had made it to the restaurant, panting as she walked around the corner. She entered the back door, and immediately started,
"Sorry, so sorry I'm late! I overslept, and I need this job, please don' fire me!" she pleaded.
He boss turned to her, and everyone in the kitchen stopped what they were doing to turn to her. She was never late. He immediately hurried over to her and ushered her to put on her uniform.
"You're going to lose a job if you don't rush out those orders! It's a mad house in there!" he yelled.
She immediately shoved on the waitress' kimono, and headed to the counter in a flash. She held two trays, one in each hand, and was dashing around to get the orders to the right tables, many customers complaining.
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