Daily Prompt: FIRST!!

When I was much younger, my first day on the job I was carrying a tray of food out to the dining room. It was a very busy Sunday and people were dressed in their finest Sunday-gone-to-church finery.  I swung around a blind corner and slammed into a brick wall of a preacher wearing a really really expensive looking navy blue suit. 

Cole slaw, french fries, and crumbles from the batter dipped fish went everywhere. There were pretty green and orange flakes of slaw in jet black hair, juice ran down his face and dripped onto his shiny leather shoes. I was horrified, the dry cleaning on his suit would probably cost a week’s salary; I’ve got my table wiping towel in my hand flicking pieces of food off of him and trying not to cry.  

From behind him I hear a concerned female voice ask: What’s happened? Why’d you-

He turned around to face her and the woman gasped and burst into giggles. Well that kinda made me feel better but not much, then he started laughing (thank goodness). I clean up the mess go back to get a replacement tray  of food. 

I go back to the counter an work my way through the tickets delivering food and wouldn’t you know it? He’s sitting in my section! We lock eyes as I make my way over to their table assuring him that I wouldn’t spill it on him again. 

All in all he was very nice about it, and they left me a big tip… but I thought he was going to kill me at first. So yeah… my first day on the job… was somewhat eventful. 

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Published by: Kawanee Hamilton

Kawanee was born in Alexandria Louisiana but her first real memories are of Russellville Arkansas. She's always loved to read, and has always had an vivid imagination. She grew up in a house where almost everyone read, they didn't need a TV although she could still be found planted on her butt in front of her grandma's TV watching cartoons on Saturday mornings. She made up her first story with her mother when her cat died; it was about where pets go when they die. She continued to create stories from bad dreams she had and her dad would help her change nightmares to stories. They would sit up in a chair until the scary went away. He told her that: "Dreams, good or bad, are just stories your mind makes up. You are the author of your dreams; if you don't like them rewrite them. " She was hooked and has continued to read and write stories drawing from dreams, sights and just pure imagination. She just recently decided she'd like to try and get published and fail than wonder what if. Her story continues but where it goes from here is up to you, the Reader... She hopes you'll join her in finding out where her journey goes from here!

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