on a rainy day...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
this story is mainly about a man who decides to order food in a store on a mysterious rainy day.

Submitted: April 22, 2016

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Eugene Baeg

On a Rainy Day...

 

Rain began to pour down heavily as the clouds clustered in groups and concealed every light in the sky. A man who was walking down the street quickly ran into the nearest building he could see, which was Mcdonalds.

He walked up to the counter and surveyed the menu. “Hmm . . . Something for my son and me,” he mumbled to himself.

“Can I take your order?” asked the worker.

The man hesitated for a moment, looking outside at the gloomy downpour. “I would like a cheeseburger, medium fries, and a large coke.”

 The worker echoed the order to the workers behind her.

“Wait, I actually want orange juice,” the man said hastily.

The worker sighed, and yelled as if in frustration: “Cancel the coke! Replace it with orange juice!”

The man glanced at the menu again. “I want a Happy Meal too. It’s for my son.”

“That would be,” the worker responded, “a total of five dollars. Would you--”

“Wait, I also want a red teenage mutant ninja turtle toy in the Happy Meal,” the man interrupted.

“Sir, this isn’t a toy shop. You can’t always have what you want.”

“Hey, you shouldn’t be saying that to a customer! I’m a customer!”

The worker put her face in her hands in vexation, then shouted behind her: “Plus a happy meal and the red teenage mutant ninja turtle toy!”

“You’re hurting my ears!”

“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry.”

The man, feeling there was nothing more to say, sat down on a table nearby. A few minutes passed before he rose again, irritated and hungry.

“Is it not done yet? Ten minutes passed already!”

The cashier looked behind at the workers and asked, “The Happy meal and cheeseburger, is it not done yet?”

Ding!

The cashier compulsively swung around at the sound of the bell to retrieve the nicely packed meal.

“Here you go, have a nice day!” The cashier said cheerfully, handing the package to the man.

“Whatever,” the man dismissed as he turned to the exit.

The worker looked down in front of her and saw a VISA card shining brightly. She had the urge to take it, but decided against it.

“Hey! You forgot your card!” screamed the cashier.

But she was too late. The man had already gone out the door. The worker just stared at the card she was holding, and thought:

What an idiot. Well, who cares? I won’t have to work in this stupid place anymore.

 

 


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