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                      One of the worst days in my life was when I started my first job as a waiter in a Ranch restaurant. It was my first day to work and I was really excited. I thought I was the luckiest man in this world to find such a good job.

                 I started my job in the evening after I finished my class. I was busy doing my side job while a couple walked in the restaurant joyfully. They were lead to my section. I thought that I was lucky to have them as my first customers since they looked rich. I thought I would have good tips from this couple.

                  “How are you today?Would you like to place your order now?” I asked them politely.

                    “Oh, sure. Do you have any recommendation? Tell me what is the best here,” said the man.

                    I gave them several suggestions and a few minutes later, I took their orders. “Thank you. The food will be ready soon,” I said. When the food were ready, I took them to the table where the couple was. “Enjoy,” I said and I was going to serve another customer.

                  “Wait a minute. What is this?” said the man furiously. I turned round and saw what had happened; there was a fly in the food. “Oh my God! I’m sorry. I don’t know why it is in your food,” I apologized. I wanted to take the food back into the kitchen and change a new one for them, but the man shouted at me, ''Don’t touch it! Are you going to take away the fly and give me back the same food like a new dish? I want to see your manager!”

              I was so upset that he blamed it to me to think that it is my fault.However, I need to act professionally. "Ok, sir. Again, I apologized for what had happened. Could you please calm down? You don't want to create a scene. I will call my manager and tell him what happened." I said sarcastically.

               “What kind of attitude is that? Is this the way you talk to customers? How rude! I wonder why your manager would hire a waiter like you!” He shouted.

             His impolite words pissed me off. He was intolerable with no manners. “Excuse me, look who's talking. It seems like you are the one who don’t have manners. Who are you to treat people disrespectfully?” I speak loudly that everyone heard. I couldn't suppress my anger.

           “I don’t want to talk to you anymore! You're stupid! Where's your manager and I wanna complain you to fire you!” shouted the man without noticing the rest of the people watching us.

            The big quarrel brought the manager out. He told me to shut up and then tried to calm down the man. I pulled my apron off and said, “It doesn't matter, I quit!” Then, I just walked out of the restaurant. I could still hear the rude man complaining to his girlfriend while I was exiting through the main door. I might be just a waiter but I still need to be respect.