46.3 Kitchen Manners

My eyes widened at the callousness of how she just said her piece. "Excuse me?"

"You're blocking off my customers," the girl clicked her tongue at me as I heard the sizzling sound of something cooking. "If you're not buying, then fvck off."

Fvck off? Fvck off?!

Wait a sec... Calm down, me... We can resolve this in a peaceful manner. No need to erupt on a kid just doing her work. "How do you know that I won't buy? Maybe I'd change my mind?"

Me and my big fvcking mouth. Why did I go for the passive-aggressive route?

"You just told me you're not buying, sir," the girl returned my snark tenfold as she seemed to have dumped something onto whatever she was cooking, the smell of garlic and onion permeating the air between us as her hands moved methodically. "Stop wasting our time. It's inefficient."

What the hell? "Listen, kid-"