Sorry not sorry

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"Hi! I'm Stacey Greene, your waitress for tonight. May I take your orders?" I asked politely as I approached two rich, hot.. very hot looking men.
"Hello Stacey. Yes, I'd have chicken with stir fried veggies on yellow curry rice please." The less hotter one amongst the two answered.
"Alright sir." I replied before turning to the the very hot one. "And you sir? What would you like..?"

Silence.
His eyes were glued on his iPhone 6+

"Hellooo?"

Silence.

"Is he deaf?" I asked hottie #2.
"No." He chuckled.

Hottie #1 looked up at me with his golden brown eyes for about 5 seconds before looking back at his phone.

What the hell?

I was about to ask him again when I heard the less hotter one say, "My friend over here would like a roasted butternut squash, green zucchini, cauliflower and cucumber with a coconut curry sauce with white rice.. Sorry, he doesn't like talking to strangers."
"I see.. Well maybe he shouldn't have come here." I scoffed, then gave hottie #1 a fake smile before walking away.

Doesn't talk to strangers... How was he going to order if his friend wasn't around?

I heard hottie #2 laugh.

Oh crap.. did I say that out loud?

I'm a 23 year old waitress working at Royalties Restaurant... One of the most successful restaurants in the United States. Lots of people come in here.. Wealthy people. Even Queen Elizabeth has been to royalties.
I started working at Royalties a couple of weeks ago.. A few days after my previous boss fired me. His reason? I was too fat. Which is a blatant lie. I happen to be Kylie Jenner's size. Well, my thighs, boobs and ass are slightly bigger. I know this because she celebrated her birthday in here a while back and she left a few clothes... which I may or may not have tried on. But that doesn't make me fat, right?
Anyway, he said he needed a slim girl because I take so much air.. And space when I'm around him. It makes it hard for him to breathe. Yep.. He said all that. Word for word.
It's been difficult finding another job that pays well since then. In other words I'm just working as a waitress till I find a better job.

"Um.. Miss Greene?" Hottie #2 called as I placed their meals in front of them 20 minutes later.
"Yes sir...? Call me Stacey please."
"Then call me Mason."
I smiled. "Yes Mason, how can I help you?"
"My friend would like some sparkling water please. And I, some Chardonnay."
"Is 'your friend' dumb?" I asked.
"No."
"So why can't he ask me?"
"What's your problem lady?" Hottie #1 yelled.
"You don't have to yell at me grumpy! This kind sir... I mean Mason.. Is not your maid. If you want something ask me yourself." I retorted before walking away to get Mason's Chardonnay.

Luckily the place was packed with lots of people making conversations. So no one seemed to have heard us.

"Here you go Mason. Would you like anything else?"
"No Stacey, thank you."

I nodded and turned to walk back to the kitchen when I heard hottie #1 say "Where's my sparkling water woman?"

I ignored him.

"Stacey!"
"What?"
"I asked for Sparkling water."
"You did?"
"Don't play dumb with me, stupid girl. Get me my water."

Stupid girl?

"You're such a miserable uptight douchebag there's no way I'm getting you that water. Not until you apologize."

I heard Mason chuckle. He seemed to be enjoying the show.

"Sorry.. Can I have my water now please?" Hottie #1 said sarcastically.

I quickly went to get his water. I begun to pour it into a glass for him. Then, when he wasn't looking, I pushed the glass so the water would pour on his dress shirt.

Drink this bitch!

"WHAT THE HELL?!" He roared.
"Oh my goodness. I'm so so sorry sir."
I pleaded with a smug look on my face.

He glared at me.

"Relax Eric.. Its not so bad. It'll dry off within 5 minutes. Besides, it's not like it was her intention, Right Stacey?"

Wrongg! Muahahahaha..

"Yes Mason. It was an accident." I answered before leaving to the kitchen.

An hour later I went back to Mason and his infuriating yet devilishly handsome friend's table. But they had already left. Not without paying of course. For some weird reason, the thought of not seeing hottie #1 again made me sad.

Ew.

My shift was over within 10 minutes. I quickly grabbed my purse and headed straight home. I was so glad to have been off the following day.

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