Taryn
“Is everything alright, Taryn?” Ryan, my manager, asks after I have to ask him to repeat something for the third time. It’s late in the evening, and I’m ready to go home and forget about my day. “I’m fine. Sorry, I’m just distracted.”
Ryan gives me a dubious nod. “Okay, how about you work the register now and take care of the inventory later?” He says with a friendly smile.
Ryan started working at the shop a couple of months ago. Even though I have a lot more experience, the company hired him because he’s one of the shareholder’s sons. Unfortunately, our working relationship has been rocky from the start. Believe it or not, it’s not because he got his job through nepotism. It actually has to do with how lazy and snobbish he is. Most of the time, I do all of the work while he sur
