Wings fall

The waitresses all went to work. While Lauren brought the hot wings order to the kitchen the others started filling pitchers for the table. After a few minutes, Lauren had two huge helpings of wings. She picked them up, balancing them on each palm and headed out to the table. She moved through the crowded restaurant, when suddenly June stepped right in front of her.

"Hey!" Lauren yelped, barley keeping the plates balanced. "Watch it!"

"Sorry!" June apologized, though her smile told Lauren otherwise. Rolling her eyes, Lauren kept moving. Then Susie darted past, forcing Lauren to stop again.

"God, you girl's need to watch where you're going..." Lauren growled, just as Vicky brushed by her in a hurry. That was the last straw. The plate teetered in her hand, then fell, spilling ranch and hot wing sauce all down Lauren's front as the plate shattered on the ground.

"Way to go!" Steve the captain yelled, and all the football players began clapping condescendingly. Lauren stared down, gaping at the mess across her white shirt. Her cheeks burned with rage and embarrassment.

"Watch out Lauren! Susie chided. "Don't worry, we'll clean that up. But you gotta get that shirt washed now before it stains!"