Represent Your Family
I worked as a VIP in a stadium that is now defunct. I was in highschool and had a summer job doing dishes. We served the stadium owner and other VIPs. The stadium owner was okay. The owner was actually okay. He thanked us once, which is more than what we normally get from guests. His family, however, was another story…
We hear someone screaming one day, as if they were being ripped apart. My boss, the chef, ran out to find out what had happened. It turned out that there was dressing on the handle. One of the owner’s family members was screaming like a rat just popped up out of her food.
