"Sorry sir, sorry sir." She mumbled in fear and the man stared at her. He was wearing a black suit . A very handsome guy, tall and muscular.
His eyes flashed to the package before glancing at Ruth.
"Are you from Sundry foods?" The man asked and Ruth could feel herself blushing.
"Yes, that's me." Ruth replied, keeping her head down. She could not look up to the man's face. She was busy glancing at the tile .
"Can I see that receipt?" The man requested and she handed it over to him with the tiny tip.
The man frowned as he read through the receipt and asked her, "Who signed it?"
"It's me sir." The lady that signed it signified and walked up to where they were standing.
"How will you feel if you are sent to deliver this big stacks of pizza to a company like this, only to get no tip?" Th
