A Summer Job

Harumi had just taken a summer job to pay for food and home, and she absolutely hated it. She took a job serving people food and drinks, only because she couldnt actually make the food. Or at least make the food safe enough to eat. She sighed as she had to serve another plate to some odd people, and she thought about quitting. Harumi hated all this personal interaction, but the money payed.

Nikolai pulled the door open abruptly and took a seat, all the while throwing his dirty shirt on the table. He then took a deep breath and waited for a waiter.

Harumi walked up to him with a notepad in hand. She sighed and prepared for another bizarre person to take the order of. "Hello mister... May i ask what you want to eat?" She said with a fearful tone.

"Let me get a burger, some fries, and a large drink."

"Please tell me which drink you would like sir, we have too many to name them all. As for the rest that is absolutely fine." She writes a burger and fries on her notepad, and left a space for a drink.

"I don't know, iced tea?" Nikolai replied. He had just come off a shift of auto mechanic work, and was tired out of his mind

"Yes sir, I'll be back soon. If you need anything just flag me ok?" She left after writing the last item down and came back apx. 15-20 minutes later with the food. "I apologize for the wait, is there anything else i can help you with?"

"Nothing, really." Nikolai replied. He then looked at the window, to his work truck.

Harumi sighed, relieved this day has one less weird and creepy person. "Alright then. As i said if you need something just flag me, and when you are done just leave your plate here, Ill pick it up." With that she left, going back to where she first began.

"Cool...." Nikolai replied. He started doing his favorite pasttime: combing his hair.

Harumi served a few other people, occasionaly looking back to Nikolai, seeing if he was finished with his food. She was tired and for what she thought overworked.

Nikolai left the comb in the middle of his head and got to eating his food. It was some of the best stuff he had ever eaten.

Harumi layed her head down on the bar counter. She got yelled at by the manager and she quickly got back to work, both annoyed and tired. She saw that Nikolai was enjoying himself and walked back over to him. "Uhm... Are you enjoying the food mister?"

"Yeah," Nikolai replied.

"Alright. I know you are probably tired of hearing this but if you need me wave your hand, I have other people to tend to. Thank you for enjoying the food by the way." She left again to tend to other people.

"No problem," Nikolai replied.

Harumi continued to serve other people. She dropped a plate and was immediately yelled at to cleab it up. She ran to get a broom and strted to sweep up the mess of shattered (enter name of plate material here i have no idea what its called) and food off of the floor.

Nikolai batted an eye and ran over to the girl. "Let me help you with that," he said as he steadfastly picked up the pieces of ceramic.

Harumi was embarassed from having some person she didnt even know help her. "Uhm... Thanks." She swept up the food and put it in the trash. She then went back to the kitchen to get a new plate, and she would have to pay for it.

Nikolai scratched the side of his head, and went back to his seat, to finish the rest of his food.

Harumi looked at the man from afar, wondering why he never accepted her thanks. She shrugged her shoulders and put her own money in the register, considering she had to pay for it. She quickly rushed to get a replica of the meal she dropped and gave it to the person who ordered it, thanking him for waiting longer than expected.

Nikolai combed his hair, and continued eating. He put his shades on the table, but not before wiping them off with a napkin.