Brandon arrived and went behind the bar so Heather and I could help Lily and Anne, the other two servers from the diner. After the third hour of full tables with more people still streaming in, I asked Heather if it was always like this and she nodded with a rueful grin on her face. “Why do you think I get so pissed at Brandon for banging my friends? They quit after he breaks up with them. I can’t keep losing anymore girls.”
“Watch out!” Lily called as she hurried towards us and collapsed a bin full of dishes on the counter. “Whoa. I almost dropped that. Manny would have my hide.”
Heather snorted, “Yeah, right. My dad? He can’t even bring himself to squash a ladybug. Your job’s safe if you break a few dishes.” When the door opened and a bunch of guys walked in, she groaned but started to
