They didn’t tell her this like so, but everybody know that she get fired cuz her backsee stick out hard-hard in them cheap uniform pants. Hear the joke; yuh think a fast food franchise that make nuff money off of dealing fat and sugar to people would have simple common sense to acquire staff uniforms with a little more waist, a litte more hips for the thickly-inclined? They can’t afford it? More like they don’t want to afford it! So she now have to hold her breath tight to squeeze-up in dem two piece of ting they call leg pants. And every morning she praying to Jesus that they put her on cash and not on clean-up.
You know what rotund does mean? She get fired because of that type of backsee…round and rotund. Suggestive, they say. In trut, I find it to be quite regular, but I work fries and ain’t get promoted to consultant just yet..
Backsee big and bad. But not too-too bad cuz assistant manager keep calling her into the back office. Dropping sweet lines left and right. Lines of a promising future in the service industry. Telling she to stand tall and all typa mess like reach for the top as he recline nice in the manager’s leather chair. Nasty snake. No wonder she scratch up he face like that. Good for him.
So they fire she. One time.
That’s why me, I here in this breakroom and I keep to myself, smile when called and yam-up these white people salad we selling now so that my frame tight like they like, and wallet fat like I need.