JASMINE'S POV
"Josh take that to table 6," the manager of the restaurant said as he expedited said from serving table of the kitchen.
"Yes, sir," Josh said and stepped forward to take the plates. He turned away from the table and leaving the kitchen to deliver the food to the tables.
The manager turned back to the plates to myself and another waitress who the current waiters waiting for orders. "Megan, table 2 for you and Jasmine that's for table 8," he then indicated which of the plates we should take.
"Alright, I said as I took the 4 plates for my table. I managed to balance them all in my arms.
"Isn't table 2 one of Mike's tables? Megan complained.
"I'm not sure where he is," the manager said.
"Every time," Megan complained as she then picked up the plates.
I left the kitchen and went to the dining area. "Here you go,"I said as I placed their meals down at table 8 and went to another table to take their order.
