Ann smiled as each employee greeted her. She continued toward the line to get their food, avoiding interaction, followed by her obedient best friend, Lea.
... the tension in the line building up as they waited for their turn.
"I can't believe this. You're the boss, Ann; why are we standing in line like everyone else? We should be getting VIP treatment. Do you know what I mean?" Lea's frustration was palpable as she stood in line.
When they were almost in line where they would place their order, a young, attractive lady cut in without making an excuse.--She was the SecreSecretaryhe Vice President, and his current mistress.
"Excuse me, miss, you can't do that! We had been in line for Ten minutes. It's our turn; you can't cut in like that!" Lea is now fuming and hungry.
Ignoring Lea's comment, the line worker served the Secretary first. She intentionally interrupted Lea with a smirk on her lips.
