I walked out into the take-out area to see her sitting in the stool with three double cheese burgers and a half eaten banana split on the counter in front of her.I walked out into the take-out area to see her sitting in the stool with three double cheese burgers and a half eaten banana split on the counter in front of her. "It looks like your not having a very good day," I said, indicating the food in front of her. "It's not me," she protested. "I get the order's right, and then the kids change their minds. These aren't my mistakes." I told her that she must have misunderstood and she should try to listen a little better. Then went on to remind her of the old saying "The customer is always aright." She looked at me sullenly, and finished the banana split, and started in on the cheese burger. Smiling to myself, I went out to see Millie. "It's starting to work! Did you see her uniform?" Millie asked excitedly. "The top is starting to get tight. You know she never ate much before, so this fast food is going to really pack it on her." I told Millie I had seen the changes, but she was starting to get the idea she was being set up. I suggested Millie work the window for a few days to show her that she must be making mistakes. The weeks slowly progressed, and by the middle of July, the impact on Tracy started to show. Her uniform was becoming increasingly strained from the the forced over eating. |