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Post by Marceline on Mar 30, 2012 19:29:09 GMT -5
I had my long brown hair in a ponytail that went down my back halfway. I had on white fat strap tank top with a black skirt. I wore an apron over my skirt, that said, Work At Chilies benifit! with the Chilie's logo on it. I had a notebook and pencil in my hand, as I waited for someone to come in.
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Post by Haylene on Mar 30, 2012 20:14:02 GMT -5
(God, If you're supposedly gonna work here, at least spell the name right. Oh, and don't get any ideas about this. I just want to see how this whole thing will, shall we say, unravel.)
I walked into the dull-looking Chili's and saw a too-perky looking waitress standing at the entrance with a fake smile plastered over her face. I thought I would see how this would turn out. I put on an equally fake smile and started toward her. "Hi!" I said, a little too perkilly than I would've liked. I followed her to a table that seated two. "Go away now." I said to her, while she scowled because someone had seen through her facade. I grimaced and looked at the red menu. Someone had scribbled over most of it and I laughed at what it said. 'Frick this!' it read. I looked up as the waitress came back with the smile again on her face. "Give it up!" I mumbled, and she heard me because she dropped the act. "Okay." She said, her face a stonewall. "Order something and get this over with." She glared at me through her fake eyelashes. Was everyone in the world a complete and utterly obnoxious fake? I glanced at the girl and a string of orders came out through my mouth. I smiled at her as she scrtibbled nerv ouasly on her pad of paper. "and a burger. Thanks!" I ended with my fake smile. "Oh, and keep up the facade. It's good for buisness." I cocked my head to the left as she left with gritted teeth.
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Post by Marceline on Mar 30, 2012 20:20:36 GMT -5
(Noticible I have been surrounded by people who CAN'T spell Chili's.) I leaned against the door, my cousin bouncing away with the other girl. I shook my head silently feeling bad for the poor sucker. I strode over to the table as my cousin left the table crying. "Have you ordered?" I asked nicely putting my hands luxerly on the table.
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Post by Haylene on Mar 30, 2012 20:31:01 GMT -5
"No Duh, Sherlock." I replied. "Oh, and tell the other waitress that she should be fired. She isn't good with facades." I said to the girl. She had brown hair and was wearing another too-perky smile on her face. What is it with thid place? Fakes everywhere! I sighed. "Tell the other chick to hurry up. I don't have all day." I ran my fingers through my hair, and fiddled with the small dagger in her hand. I cut myself on the thumb and watched it bleed. "Is that all? What are you still doing her. Scurry along. Shoo!" I commanded the other waitress. "Oh, and like your friend over there, drop the facade. It is obviously a total fake. See ya!" I smiled as I said the last words. My facade of being perky came up as well. "Oh, and,like,totally,like,uhm,like,hurry up,like,quickly. Can you,like, manage that?" I dropped the facade once again and watched the girl intently. I glared at her while she just stood there with a stpid fake smile on her face.
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Post by Marceline on Mar 30, 2012 20:32:44 GMT -5
I rolled my eyes to see a group of Cat Diary roleplayers. I smacked my forehead and groaned, "Not these people again,"
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Post by Haylene on Mar 30, 2012 20:41:48 GMT -5
"Scurry along and go help them. Oh, and WHERE is your friend? I don't have all day. Tell her to hurry up, and that she should really should get out of the waitress career. She sucks at it. That's all. Leave now." I looked at her and how she hadn't moved. I considered stabbing her with my dagger, but decided better of it, because that would expose my fighting skills. "Oh my God, just go!" I told her. I grimaced when she didn't move. I glared at her. "GO!" I commanded. She was about to take a step forward when the sucky waitress f=got the other table. "Great. Now I'm stuck with you." I grumbled. I pulled a book out of my bag and started reading it. "Hm. City of Fallen Angels.I've already read this." I opened it up to a random page and started reading. I pulled a twizzler out of my pocket and started chewing ion it while I read.
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Post by Marceline on Mar 30, 2012 21:38:38 GMT -5
I sighed before going to a kids birthday party.
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