Chapter 11

Ms. Jefferson's friends laughed. "The manager has really stepped up his hiring game. This new guy's got good looks and a nice build too." I knew I needed to leave quickly before things escalated. "Ms. Jefferson, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." I turned to go, but she stopped me. "Leave? I haven't dismissed you yet. It's my birthday—come have a few drinks with my girls." I suddenly understood the shift manager's earlier warning. "I'm sorry, Ms. Jefferson, but I don't do companion service. I can call someone else to join you if you'd like." Ms. Jefferson's mood instantly soured. "Is that so? Well, I want you specifically! Those other servers are nothing special, and I'm not interested in them." The others started chiming in, "It's your lucky day that Ms. Jefferson chose you, and you're turning her down?" "Don't be stupid! The tips would be more than your monthly salary!" Despite the temptation, I could not lower my standards. "I'm sorry, but my job is to serve and