“Late again Brianna?!”.

“Im sooooo sorry, I had to pick my lil brother up from school and take him to daycare for 3:30pm….and my math teacher Mrs.Wright wouldn’t let me…”

“Shh!. I dont want to hear anymore. Your already 10 minutes late, just head on back, get changed into work attire and get to work!”.
” Yeah yeah..” I mutterd to myself.
Well as you should know by now, my name’s Brianna….Brianna Harrison (to be exact), and Im a currenlty in my last year of high school. I live at home with my Mother, Grandma Dee, little brother Troy,and bossy older sister, Aleena. We live in a pretty decent neighbourhood in Southside L.A (no, not south central…but close enough). Im 17 years old…turning 18 in a week and I enjoy spicy food and shopping, (ike most girls right) Anyhow (a little off topic). Im currently working at a fast food mexican resteraunt called, Sazona Mundo, which everyone just calls Spice World, (if you directly translate it in spanish), or, The Spot, which has become a local vernacular. That’s why I love working here, cuz of the tasty, deleicious spicy latino food I get to make and even get discounts on because I’m an employee…but the only thing I cant stand is, well you guessed it, my Boss/Store Manager – Rodrigo Alvarez!!. His whole name is actually like Rodrigo Franciso Salazar Diego Carlos Alvarez (hahahahaa), I remember because that’s what he told all of the new employees on oreientation night 2 years back when I first started working here. But anyhow, I CAN..NOT…STAND HIM!!. He’s Bossy! (well, I know he’s “the boss” but just a little on the exetreme line), he’s nosey (always poking his head into everyones business when working telling us we’re not doing this right and you’ve been working here for this long, “How could you not know that!?”…especially me, why?? – I don’t know) and he’s always got this whiteish stain on his black work pants everytime I leave work…well at least everytime I see him when Im about to leave. Or myabe it’s just me?? He always seemed to have something against me, like he didn’t like me or something. Maybe he thingks Im too young and immature? maybe it’s something against black people, a lil racist? (but that cant be and no need to pull out the race card, cuz there’s other blacks that work here aswell) or maybe black women? But that can’t be because there’s 3 others and he’s always nicer to them than me…that’s what I just sense (could be wrong).

“Hi, can I get combo number 4, Large Coke,no Ice”.
“Sure, is that it sir?”
“Yep”
“So that’ll be $7.65”. Just as my first customer was pulling out his wallet to get his change to pay, you guessed it, blanco pantalones (looool, aka “white pants”) comes strolling along with a pile of trays and towel he’s been wiping down, sets them right beside me and continues to stand right there, puropsely watching me do my work. Now Im in a more ancy mood and taken up with all the other customers lined up behind me. The workers in the back are fixxing up the food and I get his Large coke and place it on the counter, and befor you know it
“Brianna….change first, then get the drink!”.
I knew he was going to say something, something to criticize me about, I mean look I’ve been working here for almost 2 years and he’s never been (well at least) this cruel before, but now all of a sudden he’s like an eagle or a lion strategizing how to capture his prey.