I Was Accused of Poisoning a Couple—Then My Boss Got Involved
Keeping My Cool Amid Chaos
The sting of their words lingered, but I refused to let it show. After their initial insults, I poured everything into my work, determined to prove I could handle anything. Taking their order felt like walking a tightrope—every sarcastic comment from the girl sliced through the café’s comfortable hum, leaving tension in its place.
I clung to professionalism like a lifeline, hoping they’d lose interest in tormenting me if I just stayed calm. Instead, they ramped up their antics, finding new ways to make my shift unbearable. With each moment, my patience thinned, but something in me refused to give them the satisfaction of breaking me.
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