"Emily! Your customer is waiting!" Emily rolled her eyes where her manager couldn't see. "I heard you the first time!" she answered back, and fixed her ponytail, her bangs to the left side of her face. She had on mascara, and light brown eyeshadow, making her brown eyes pop. Her bright ruby red lipstick was flawless, as she tied her waitress apron around her hips, and walked out into the area where her customer was.
"Hello, sir. My name is Emily, and I will be your server. How may I help you today? Also, our specials today are the well-done steak with three sides, and a sweet tea, or a rack of ribs with smoky barbeque sauce. Our own sauce goes on everything, I might add." She introduced herself sweetly, and pulled out the ticket form, writing in her name, and the table number as she spoke to the obviously drunk man. "Or.." She bit her lip. "I can get you some water?" Emily was always concerned about the drunk customers that came in, and was always the one who got the hefty tips about a week later.
After a few minutes, she heard her name being called in the back. "I am so sorry, sir. Here is a menu for you to browse while I check on them." She smiled, and as soon as she turned around, the smile weakened. Not seeing the girl, she almost ran into a girl, who looked homeless at the bar. "I am so sorry!" She said quickly, and went to the back.
When she arrived, it was the usual drama between waitresses. Emily was the Head of all the waiters/waitresses, yet never had problems with the men. Just the women. "What is it this time?" Emily sighed, but then quickly held up her hand, recognizing her common mistake. "Nevermind. Just both of you get to work. Now, Patti. Now, Sam." She instructed harshly, and returned to the man's table. "Again, I apologize." She bowed her head, and smiled nicely.