#Chapter 22: The Crude Chef
“Oh, go d,” I think to myself when I see the look on Daisy’s face. “What did he do this time?”
“What happened?” I should have gone over there when I saw him talking to her. I knew he was up to
something, sticking his nose in something that he shouldn’t be, but I guess I gave him the benefit of the novelbin
doubt when I shouldn’t have.
“He told me to button my shirt up,” she says.
“He told you to… what?” I ask, genuinely confused.
Daisy nods. “He said it was too low. I buttoned it up, but he keeps giving me dirty looks now.”
I didn’t notice it before, but she’s got the collar practically buttoned to her throat. Usually, she wears it
with a few buttons undone, like a lot of my waitresses do. For one, it’s way more comfortable. The
collars are tight, and they’re a little scratchy. I’ve been meaning to replace them for some time now.
And secondly, as s hit ty as it seems, having a little sex appeal is Waitressing 101. It’s a good way to get
tips, and I’d never look down on my servers for doing what they can to make extra money.
“Did he say anything else?” I ask, trying to keep the anger out of my voice. I don’t want her to think it’s
directed at her.
Daisy pauses. “He… said this is a classy place, and that I shouldn’t show so much cleavage,” she
says, staring down at her lap as she fiddles with the hem of her skirt. “I’m sorry, Abby. I didn’t know.”
“Don’t apologize,” I say.
She sniffles again, and I reach behind me for my box of tissue. I hand it to her, and she gives me a
grateful look.
“I’m sorry for crying,” she says before blowing her nose. “I just don’t want you to think I don’t take my
job seriously. Some of the other waitresses do the same thing. I just have bigger boobs than them.”
“Don’t worry about it, Daisy,” I reassure her. “The way you were wearing your shirt before was fine. You
must be uncomfortable with it buttoned up like that.” From what I remember, she didn’t even have
cleavage on display. The dress shirt just hugs her boobs more than some of the smaller girls.
“Are you sure?” she murmurs, wiping her nose with the tissue.
I nod. “I’m positive. Don’t listen to him; wear your shirt however you want.”
With a small smile, Daisy hesitantly unbuttons two buttons and pauses, clearing waiting for my verdict.
I nod. “That’s fine, Daisy.”
“I know this is a classy place, and I’m not a classy person–”
“You look very classy, Daisy,” I say, cutting her off. It’s not a lie. She has her blonde hair up in a tight
fits her great. She’s wearing nice, subtle makeup, and looks
have had an issue with her,
on her wrist, she looks
She wipes off her face and
her to the door. She strides across the kitchen with her head
off the counter in the corner. He
barely containing
looks at me, his eyebrows going up. Chloe’s standing with
that she’s enjoying
“My office, now.”
I lead the
me.I whirl on him. “Did you
could see everything. I’m sure your customers noticed it too. It’s not good
wandering around looking like a
the word that I hate the most. “Don’t you dare
like that, or any woman for that matter. And for the record,
mentioned it to her myself. It’s not your place to bring concerns like
directly to my employees.”
his arms. “This is supposed to be a
some of my employees have bigger boobs than others.” I
told me when I hired her that she was
to do. I don’t think any of them know,
probably reignited those
he says dismissively, shrugging.
to stop treating my employees like this. You’re
you pay so much attention to what women wear. It’s just
—”
Like when
wore, taking out his outdated views on modesty
I can’t
have something else to say, Abby?” he asks, folding his arms. “Or can
out an exasperated sigh. “Just… Keep your opinions
don’t run this place. I
“Fine,” he says.
reply,
eyes are
spot ever so slightly.
back
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Karl
us, one of the chefs
have ever heard. I think his name is John, or Jim
whose name I haven’t committed to memory. I
care. But what I do care about is how
ignore it, but I’m already tense tonight, and John
in my ears. “It’s gross that you pay so much attention to
help her, but of course,
a bit too much last
it after the
on edge. She barely
me to work with Jack again.
her patience with me. I just don’t see why I should have to take orders
only half my age but also probably
whatever his name is roars out another
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