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    Annoyance shed in the waiter’s eyes as he brushed her off. “I’m covering table five. You handle your own customers. If you’re scared of bumping into people you know, maybe this isn’t the right job for you. We’re all here to make a living. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.” With that, he walked away without another nce.


    Noticing the manager’s watchful stare, Isabe swallowed her pride and made her way to the table.


    She mustered her calmest voice. “Good evening. May I take your order?”


    Judy and Tina couldn’t contain themselves; they burst outughing on the spot. Rosie’s gaze was cold and cutting, her eyes running up and down Isabe with obvious disdain. “Listen to that attitude. Your manners arecking, and this is supposed to be an upscale ce. Did you even get trained before they let you work?”


    Isabe knew Rosie would be difficult. Though Rosie did not mock her directly, she was worse than Judy and Tina, who simplyughed at her.


    Rosie was calcting and maniptive, the type who schemed behind people’s backs. Isabe believed someone like Rosie could easily get her fired. Trying her best to appease, Isabe replied, “I assure you, Miss Harper, I’ve had all the required training. What can I get for you? I’ll put the order in right away.” She hoped Rosie wouldn’t continue to make things difficult for her.


    Judy stoppedughing, her voice taunting as she spoke. “Just look at the other servers. All friendly, all smiles. And here you are, acting like you still belong in high society. Do you even know how to serve?”


    Tina burst out inughter, shaking her head. “A so-calleddy from high society stuck waiting tables? That’s just pitiful. If I were you, I’d rather die than do something like this.”


    Judy, who hated Isabe the most, said, “That attitude of yours needs work. You need to smile more and be more polite. Come on, try it.”


    With no way out, Isabe forced a bright smile and offered a deep bow. “Good evening,dies. Wee to Just For You Restaurant. May I take your order?”


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    Isabe, still new and unseasoned, struggled to handle such tant antagonism. It was clear to any onlooker that the three women were purposefully making things difficult for her.


    ncing around, she saw her coworkers bustling about, serving tes and chatting with patrons, seemingly unaware of her plight. Even Erin Nash, who she usually got along with, acted as if she didn’t notice her dilemma.


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    Biting her lip to hold back tears, Isabe looked toward the manager stationed at the kitchen doorway, who appeared to ignore the situation entirely.


    The indifference of those around her stung deeply.


    She had always been kind to them, yet when she needed support, no one stepped up. The realization fueled her frustration.


    Erin set a te down smoothly at a nearby table, saying, “Enjoy your meal,” before heading back to the kitchen.


    As Erin passed by, Isabe gently caught her arm, her voice low and desperate. “Erin, please, could you take this table for me? I’m begging you.”


    Erin eased her hand free, offering a curt smile. “Sorry, I’ve got multiple tables to cover. You’ll need to manage this one on your own.”


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