Twenty

“I want to see your manager,” Jake demanded. He was rich now and would not allow his employees that look down on the poor and treat them the way he was treated in the past years. Having said that, Jake walked into the restaurant and sat down on the nearby table. The waiter followed him and knelt before him. He knew what it meant to be reported to the manager especially by someone who had a platinum card!

“Forgive me sir. I overstepped my boundary. I promise, it will never happen again. I'll treat all customers with great respect. Please, forgive me sir,” he pleaded.

“The menu,” Jake responded.

“Thank you sir. Thank you sir. I will never disappoint you again,” he pledged his loyalty.

“You are getting a salary cut. That will teach you a lesson,” Jake thought inwardly as he marked the man's ID number.

“Sir, please, there's a place reserved for the platinum customers sir. Please…” the waiter began but Jake had no time for that.

“Serve the food here.”

He was in a hurry and didn't have