Stereotypes: A Short Story

It was the end of my sophomore year in high school I was sixteen and every single summer beforehand just had been a blur of late nights and laziness. At the time I really wanted to to do something with my life maybe get a job or focus on a hobby instead of wasting my time. Welp as soon as I asked my grandma that I wanted to work the very next hour she managed to get me a job at some local bakery down a couple of blocks from my home. I never been more unprepared for job interview in my life I wasn't dressed nicely I hadn't been able to shower she just took me inside her car and drove off to the bakery.
From there after a few talks with one of the employees the boss comes out who interviewed me over the counter. She kinda gave me an odd look seeing how I was in sweats and a T-shirt. After a few questions she pulls out a …show more content…
Little did I know though that being a cashier was somehow a worse fate than the Myth of Sisyphus like task I was presented beforehand. The very first person I had to attend was a visibly upset pregnant lady who’s gender reveal cake ended up being the wrong color. You can just imagine the fire coming outta of her mouth the very moment she laid her eyes on me someone who was mistakenly thought responsible for such mistake. I don't remember much of what she said that day I just remembered standing there taking all the heat from her words as I blankly stared at her face. Thing such as “Idiot,” “I want a refund,” were thrown around as well as the oh so predictable “Can I speak to the manager,” ending it all off. A bit spiteful I just stood there a few seconds staring at her with most mundane face possible and simple said “This is literally my first time ever attending the front, but i'll get you the manager.” as I slowly walked to my bosses desk expecting a some sorta apology but I was meet with deaf