Chapter 43.

I had delivered orders to another four tables and was on my way to the bar to collect their drinks. It was unfathomable how much these rich people drank on a Monday. It wasn't even three a clock yet and they were already calling for refills.

Another thing I couldn't fathom, was the lozzy tips we got. They were loaded yet three out of four people tipped less than 5%.

Making a decent income in this line of work was not easy, but what other choice did I have?

”Excuse me Ms, am I going to have to wait all day?” A business man sitting with either his wife or his msittress and another couple, shouted from across the room.

I clenched my jaw and through my hand up waving appologetically while forcing a smile on.

I had grabbed his martini and two glasses of wine and was making may way to their table.