Arletta Jessica McDowell POV

There were quite a lot of customers coming to the restaurant today. It was a shame that I switched off with Edith, so I had to work on the weekend. At least I did not do this often, because on weekends it was better to rest at home.

I looked at the clock and it was eleven minutes to fifteen. I walked towards section B while carrying an empty tray and a clean dusting cloth that is used to wipe the tables and chairs that have been used by guests. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that there were some server friends...