“O-oh my apologies customer, let— oh it’s you. The guy we interviewed. Well what took you so long?? You’re late a were swamped with customers!!!”
You instantly recognized who it was. It was the same person who had interviewed you. Although something about her was different.
She was still dressed in her black pencil skirt and her red collar t-shirt with a burger logo on the front. She had long blonde hair which she fashioned in to a ponytail, ocean eyes and a beaming smile. She did have some curves but she was still rather flat, but you didn’t mind.
Now the same person was standing in front of you, dark circles underneath her eyes, a candy stick in her mouth and…her waistband stuck on her forehead? She was in an atomic wedgie?!!?!
“Well hurry up, we’ve got a lot to get through today!!” Forcing you to turn around, she began grabbing on to your undies?!?! Before you could ask she began lifting you by your tighty whities?! Carrying over in to the Backroom?!?!?
“I-isn’t this s-some sorta v-violation against e-employee rights or whatever?!?!” You didn’t know much but you knew managers couldn’t just give their employees a wedgie?!?
“Oh don’t worry, you’ll learn soon enough.” Soon enough you were brought in to the backroom, dropped bon to the floor, you were pieces you could finally pick out your wedgie.
“Alright here’s how it is. Here at WedgieBurger we prioritize two things, serving excellent burgers and customer satisfaction, it just so happens that customers get the most satisfaction from wedgieing employees...”
You couldn’t believe it, you had assumed the name was just a coincidence but here you were actually listening to the nonsense.
“Your job will be to deal with the customers. So just take their orders and take a wedgie every now and so when they order one. You can take it out when they leave.”
“So that’s how she got that atomic wedgie…” You thought to yourself as she tossed you a bunch of clothes.
A red collar t-shirt with a burger logo and…a pencil skirt?!?!?
“Oh yeah I forgot to mention. EVERYONE. Has to wear a pencil skirt. And I mean EVERYONE. Makes it easier for the customer to see what you’re working with.
“T-this is ridiculous!!” You shouted. “W-what about employee rights?????”
“Oh trust me.” She said before walking out. “In here, you have no rights. Now get dressed and hurry to the register.
You let out a defeated sigh as you got dressed. Once you finished you had a look at yourself in the mirror. The skirt could barley cover your round ass let alone your tighty whities!!!
But like she said, you had no employee rights so there was little you could do. So with your head held low yiud walk out as you…
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