temper flares
As orders continued to mix up and appliances failed one after another, David’s frustration boiled over. He snapped at a sous-chef for burning a dish, glared at waiters for minor missteps, and kicked a malfunctioning oven in sheer exasperation. The once seamless rhythm of the restaurant had fallen into complete disarray. Emily’s absence, with her almost machine-like reliability, unsettled him far more than he cared to admit. For the first time, he began to question whether letting her go had been a grave mistake.
Temper Flares
employment agencies
Emily stepped into yet another employment agency, only to be met with the same response as before. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we don’t have any positions that match your experience,” the clerk said with an apologetic tone. Forcing a polite smile, Emily thanked them and walked out. But her composure was beginning to falter. As she made her way down the bustling streets, frustration churned just beneath the surface. Each rejection felt like another blow, and with every passing moment, her options were dwindling.
Employment Agencies
