Post by melanie on Jul 21, 2016 20:49:18 GMT -5
Lando's Outfit
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Tonight was supposed to be like any other late night shift. These shifts usually consisted of intoxicated people, or teenagers that tipped poorly. Lando was okay with that though, because he was in the back prepping food and what not. As he pulled into the diner parking lot, something was starting to look a bit off. There were a lot more cars, some of them looking extremely familiar. Lando groaned and chucked his cigarette out of his window before closing his window. Some of these cars belonged to some of the afternoon workers whom Lando didn't like very much. He got out of his car and walked into the brightly lit diner. He ran a hand through his hair as he went to the back to clock in. To his surprise, the manager, George, was still in his little back office. As soon as he spotted Lando, he motioned for him to come into the office. Shit....hopefully the cameras hadn't caught Lando taking a piss on the side of the building.
He stepped into the door frame and leaned against it. "Okay I have some nooners here tonight. You're going to have to train someone on food prep tonight, okay?" George asked, but it was more like an assignment. Lando was quick to show his annoyance with George, "Dude, you're the damn manager...isn't it your job to train people?" Lando challenged with a raised brow.
"Look Lando...just do it, I'll give you a ten cent raise. Seriously man. I really have to get going...." George was practically begging Lando to do this. He smugly grinned at George, a ten cent raise wasn't much, but it was definitely something. "Fine. Go out on your date, and use protection." Lando finally replied, his smug grin turning into a chuckle. Hopefully George got laid or something, dude needed it.
Lando removed himself from the door frame and went into his locker to grab his apron. He tied his hair into a small pony-tail and then washed his hands before stepping into the kitchen.
"Right...so now who's the one that needs training?" Lando asked, his voice a bit intimidating, causing some of the afternoon cooks to look at him wide-eyed and scared. Lando waited patiently for someone to speak up.
He stepped into the door frame and leaned against it. "Okay I have some nooners here tonight. You're going to have to train someone on food prep tonight, okay?" George asked, but it was more like an assignment. Lando was quick to show his annoyance with George, "Dude, you're the damn manager...isn't it your job to train people?" Lando challenged with a raised brow.
"Look Lando...just do it, I'll give you a ten cent raise. Seriously man. I really have to get going...." George was practically begging Lando to do this. He smugly grinned at George, a ten cent raise wasn't much, but it was definitely something. "Fine. Go out on your date, and use protection." Lando finally replied, his smug grin turning into a chuckle. Hopefully George got laid or something, dude needed it.
Lando removed himself from the door frame and went into his locker to grab his apron. He tied his hair into a small pony-tail and then washed his hands before stepping into the kitchen.
"Right...so now who's the one that needs training?" Lando asked, his voice a bit intimidating, causing some of the afternoon cooks to look at him wide-eyed and scared. Lando waited patiently for someone to speak up.
