One of the waitresses cast an unpleasant glance at me and asked, "Wanda, you told us that you were a waitress just like us in the past. How did you become the manager of this shop?"
After a momentary pause, she said, "I really envy you. You don’t have much to do, yet you still receive two paychecks."
Her voice dripped with contempt. Some people joined her and added, "Right, Wanda. Tell us how you did it. Not only are we younger than you but we're prettier as well. If we learn from you, we might be able to get promoted as well."
The waitress who started it all was named Fiona. She was young and pretty. She always seduced men with pretty good backgrounds while working here. Fred was her first goal. She definitely wanted to go against me since Fred and I seemed to be pretty well-acquainted.
I glanced at her without saying anything.
I thought that things would end here, but Fiona did not intend to stop. She spoke to me in a distasteful manner, "What's there to learn? You just need to sleep with men. I heard that women are like wolves in their 30s. It seems like Fred can't escape the grasps of old
women either. The position you got by sleeping with him is really much easier than ours. After all, we had t o work hard to get a job here."
I looked at the few of them. Some of them called me a n old woman, while some of them called me a seductress.
I could not help but think that it was great being young. They could speak their minds without filtering their words. They could hurt others as they wished too.
My gaze landed on the cup of plain water on the table. I got up and walked toward Fiona. I was not angry, but I spoke to her in a cold tone, "Yes, I'm already 30. I'm older than you by four to five years. However, when I was your age, I wasn't as despicable as you."
After a momentary pause, I added, "Back then, I had just entered the workforce as well. It’s much more complicated to approach people in a huge corporation as compared to your jobs now. However, the people in a corporation wouldn't scold others just because they dislike them. They have basic manners.
"Looking at you now, I suddenly think that the upbringing and education that my family provided me with was extremely important. They taught me to chase after those who are doing better than me instead of talking bad about them. Miss Cinny, your upbringing is really... pretty mediocre!"
My words were not harsh, but nobody liked hearing someone else condemn one's upbringing.
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