The Predator Security Guard

There she is boarding the train right on time. She’s dressed in a nice blue pantsuit, with a pretty off white silk shirt buttoned all the way to the top looking every bit the midlevel executive carrying her briefcase and purse. She’s young and pretty with her dark skin glowing.  Today she looks exhausted.

It’s very late and the train car is almost empty.  She sits in the first row of seats closest to the door and leans her head up against the window, staring into the darkness, not even looking in my direction.  But why should she?  All she’d see was an old man in old jeans, work boots and faded jacket with an old time metal lunch box.

The train ride is nothing special, just traveling to the other side of Baltimore County.  The downtown office buildings are gone, then row houses, then old broken neighborhood, abandoned buildings and empty lots.  The train stops at one of the most troubled stops on this line.  Three black teenage males get on the train.  They’re dressed in hoodies and saggy jeans, looking like every stereotyped description portrayed in the news lately.  The spot the young woman and decide to sit in the seats on the opposite side of the aisle from her.

At first she looks up at them but then, puts her head back on the window and continue to stare out into nothing.

One of the teenagers, wearing a black hoodie, says something to her.  She ignores him.

“what you looking out there for? Black Hoodie say to her.

“what you want is sitting right over here”. He points to himself as his friends laugh.

The woman, still doesn’t move she just looks at them and turn away back to the window.

Black Hoodie gets up, sways slightly to the movement of the train, and sits right next to her.

Now, I’m concerned where is the conductor?

 Now sweetheart don’t be like that, he says with a sinister smile, moving closer to her.  “Why can’t we be friends” he laughs and his friend breaks out in song singing the same tune.

“come on ma let’s be friends” he asks again

She remains silent.  The only noise is the rumble of the train and his friends laughing.

“Ma I know you hear me talking to you, why you playing hard to get” he says.  Now the laughter has taken on a nasty edge and the other boys decide to get up and join Black Hoodie.

I get to my feet and move forward tentatively, my lunchbox in my right hand.  The teenagers look at me, surprised.  They didn’t even notice me or just ignored me sitting here watching them.

“Leave her alone,” I say in my angry voice. “Leave her alone NOW.”

The boys all stand up laughing.

“What you gonna do, old man?”

“You wanna find out,” I said as I raised my heavy lunch box ready to use it as a weapon.

The train suddenly sways as it round a turn and I almost fall but try to play it off like I’m okay.

“Whateva Old Man” Black Hoodie says

The train slows for the last stop in the city and the young boys get off but not before Black Hoodie points a finger at me as if he is firing a gun.

The train starts up again and before I can go back to my seat, Ms. Lady speaks up.

“Thank you for your help” she talks so quietly I could hardly hear what she was saying.  She then turns back toward the window.

The next stop the luxury townhomes and condos which cater to the young professional crowd, that’s her stop, my stop.

She throws me a smile as we get off and whispers, “Thank you again” this time I notice something about her eyes, they look dark almost if you stare into them to long you could get lost or something, anyway it makes my skin crawl.

She doesn’t recognize me.  Why should she?  I’m just the security guard who works the eleven to seven shift at her townhome complex, driving around in an old golf cart.

I watch as she walks to her car.  I’ll be seeing you in about an hour.  She never remembers to lock her back gate.  I’ve been in her apartment a couple of times after she left for work.  I lift my lunch box.  It is quite heavy, what with a can of mace, roll of duct tape, two coils of rope, and a pair of handcuffs inside.

That old man really thinks I don’t recognize him, he has been following me for a while now.  I accidentally left my back gate to my townhouse opened one day.  My neighbor told me she called our security to come and lock it for me. 

That day when I got home my home felt like someone had been in there.  Nothing was moved but certain places like my closet and bathroom had this smell like old bologna.  I figured I was just being paranoid, my last boyfriend use to sneak into my apartment even when we broke up, so I knew that if I was feeling some type of way, I needed to act on those feeling.  I locked my gate before leaving for work again but when I got home it had that same smell again.  I decided it was time to get my place wired and see what was actually going on.  I wasn’t surprised but I was pissed when my notifications was going off and the cameras show the old security guard walking around my home, just looking at stuff, but going into my bedroom and bathroom going through my clothes especially my dirty clothes.  I was mad he took a couple pair of my panties.  I watched him make a sandwich, drink some juice then clean up and leave my home.  He never came into my home at night always when I left in the mornings.  He seems to work longer that his eleven to seven shift, always coming In early and leaving late. 

I love my job, I dress in my business suit and carry a briefcase but I’m a security guard also.  How funny is that? I work the executive floors, we dress so as not to bring attention to ourselves.  Today was a long day, not only was I worried about work stuff, I had that same nagging feeling in the back of my mind. 

The young thugs on the train was planned, my brother and his friends look young but are actually undercover police officers.  I needed him to see the man that has been following me and breaking and entering my apartment.

His big lunch shiny lunch box is new, he usually takes a brown paper bag, but I think tonight is the night he tries to take his prowling to another level, I’m ready for him.

Getting off the train and going to my car, I notice he is waiting for the shuttle bus that take you to our Townhouse/Condo complex.  It’s only about ten minutes away.  That gives me more than enough time to get things ready, I don’t believe he will attack until after midnight when the complex is quiet, it’s a weeknight folks go to bed early.  I should really be scared but stuff like this just gets my adrenaline started, the surprise, oh the look on his face when he sees that he has been caught.

Another Bad Decision – Pt 1

Another bad decision, coming out to party with Lisa and Sheila’s hoe behinds, I can’t believe I’m sitting here in the VIP with these drunk niggas, I knew I should have kept my behind at home.

Shay sat up straighter and put her small purse under her arm.

“Ma, come sit on my lap and let me talk at you for a minute” Jared spoke straight to her.  He had been watching Lisa and Sheila’s friend Shay all night and he was sure he was going to get more than her number tonight. The three women were fine, but Shay was about 5’7”, with just the right amount of curves some would call her plus size but all I see is the right size, she had a beautiful smile with deep dimples, her hair was shoulder length and curly.  Her clothes were nice and unlike her friends she didn’t look like a hooker, she looked like someone who was just out for a few drinks and dancing, she tried to fade in the background while her friends Sheila and Lisa were loud, rude and acting stupid. He knew Lisa from around the way she was beautiful had a banging body, she was shaped like a video vixen, and ran through just as much her reputation was trash she had a child but still ran the streets looking for a sponsor.  Sheila wasn’t as fast as Lisa she had a son and worked, she seemed to want to be seen and hanging with Lisa would get her seen by all the wrong guys.  

“No I’m good, I’m actually getting ready to leave” Shay said with a big smile on her face, secretly inside she was cussing them all out and just ready to leave, although Jared was fine with his tall, chocolate self, he had to be over 6ft, his voice was close to Barry Whites, but his eyes were light brown but quickly turned dark, there was just something she just couldn’t put her finger on it that made her cringe inside when he looked at her.

“dang Ma why you want to do me like that, you been drinking free and enjoying the VIP section and now you don’t want to show your appreciation, just by coming over here and talking me?” Jared asked as he sat up straighter, feeling like he has been disrespected and embarrassed in front of his friends.

Sheila was paying attention to what was going on while sitting in Jared’s friend Danny’s lap. She got up and walked over to Shay sat beside her and whispered in her ear.  “look, Shay, be nice to Jared, he is cool and we have been invited to the after party at their hotel, which is our hotel, so you don’t have to do anything but talk to that nigga, you promised you would hang with me and not leave me tonight, I already told Danny that we were going with them, we don’t have to stay that long and it will be a lot of folks there, please, please be nice and let me have some fun” she said all of that almost without stopping to breathe, she knew she had to put the pressure on her to make her stay.

Before she could respond, Lisa walked over and sat on the other side of her and whispered, “girl be nice for a change and just let loose and have some fun, you don’t have to see that nigga again, just have fun tonight with you uptight self, dang you always want to leave early, come on please everything will be alright” she whined and pouted.

“geesh, girls, ya’ll that pressed for these niggas, I will stay and be nice but I’m not sitting on anybody’s lap and I’m not drinking anymore, I’m not feeling good about this but I won’t leave ya’ll,”  Shay said shaking her head at her friends.

Shay got up and walked over to where Jared was sitting and sat beside him.

“Look, Jared, thank you for the drink (she only had one, she didn’t trust any of them nigga in the VIP section) but I’m not sitting on your lap, but we can talk,” she said with a forced smile on her face.

Jared looked at her and smirk, he knew her girlfriends set her straight and as soon as they got to the hotel he was going to make her wish she had been nice to him from the beginning….


This was supposed to be my weekend to have fun and finally get close to Jaden, but noooo he sees Shay and decides to pursue her all night.  I knew we shouldn’t have let her come out with us, especially since she didn’t want to come anyway.  Who comes all the way to Miami to just sit around on the beach and read a book?   Talking about she needed a break.  I wish I could break her face.

Sheila invited her to our girls’ only weekend, a time to turn up and get away from the kids, get away from Atlanta and just have some fun. Whatever happened here was supposed to stay here.  I knew Jaden and his crew was coming this weekend to his friend’s new club opening.  It was to be my chance to finally get with him, I followed him on social media and knew he was hyped about this trip so I tried to make it like a coincidence we met up at the club.

I know Jaden from hanging in the clubs in ATL, I work as a bottle girl in one of the hottest clubs in the ATL.  He and his crew always come thru and buying out the VIP section.  When they come through the door everyone knows it’s going to be a payday and probably a fight.

Sheila and I was the life of the party whereas Shay was quiet and reserved but could let her hair down when she wanted to.  She had her ghetto side if pushed but this last year after the death of her husband she closed herself off to everyone and having fun.  We all had children I have a beautiful three-year-old girl name Princess and Sheila has a five-year-old son named Daman and Shay has a one-year-old girl named Tessa, she went into early labor after the tragic car accident that killed her husband and his brother.

“Shay we riding with the guys, so that leaves Jared needed a ride since been in yo face all night, he can ride with you,” Lisa said sounding pissed.

“Yeah whatever, since we all at the same hotel, I can do that,” she said knowing that she was going to ditch him as soon as they got back to the hotel.


Sitting on the balcony of his hotel room listening to the loud music from the party his friends were having four rooms down the hall from his suite.  He just shook his head, those young dudes were crazy but since he booked the whole floor for them, he didn’t worry about hotel management bothering them too much.

He walked back into his room and turned the lights off and climbed into bed and just listened to the music and the waves crash on the shore below. He was almost sleeping when he heard what sounded like someone near his patio.  He slipped his hand under his pillow and pulled out his Glock pistol and watched as this silhouette of someone coming through his patio door into his room.  His room was dark so he knew the person couldn’t see him as he watched them slowly crawl and feel around the floor.  He figured they were trying to find a way out of the room without turning on the light.

He cocked his gun and it broke the silence in the room when the person started praying and crying.  He sat up on the bed and turned on the light.  He was immediately pissed when he saw the battered face of a woman who was clutching her purse while laying on her stomach.  He dress was torn and she didn’t have any shoes on.

“Please don’t hurt me, I promise I was just trying to get out of this hotel, I climb over the rails on the balcony to get away from the guy who hit me” she cried.

“look calm down I’m not going to hurt you” Micah was at a loss for words for a moment, he quickly got up and went to the balcony door, closed and locked it and closed the curtains.  He looked at this woman and felt bad for her, he didn’t want to get involved with anything he knew is friends had going on but he wouldn’t let anything happen to someone who asks for help.

After putting ice on her face and giving her some sweats, tee shirt and socks to put on he was ready to hear what happened.

Shay was scared but glad that Micah didn’t harm her or call his friends to let them know where she was. When she changed her clothes she looked at her face and was pissed that Jared hit her and busted her lip and blacked her eye, along with his handprints around her neck.  She stood there crying and thanking God she didn’t drink anything that was offered her in the hotel room.

She took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom and sat on the sofa across from Micah.

“Well we, me and my two friends Lisa and Sheila, came out here to have a girl’s weekend…she was saying but Micah interrupted her…

“No what happened in the room”, he needed to know if she was sexually assaulted but he needed her to tell him.

She started her story again, “Well when we got to the room, everyone was sitting around, talking and smoking and drinking.  Jared kept asking if I wanted something to drink but I kept telling him no, he got mad, so I said sure but just some water, I’m not much of a drinker and I’m scared he may have put something in my drink, he been pressuring me to drink all night even though I told him I was the designated driver. Shay kept fidgeting with her hands, and looking down at her lap, “ I noticed my friends had left the room but there was still a lot of folks partying, so I told Jared that I was leaving but we could exchange numbers and maybe get together when we get back in ATL …I took my phone out to get his number but he got mad and snatched the phone out of my hand.  I tried to be calm but he was clearly upset, there were a few guys hanging around laughing at him talking about he got a lame one, which pissed him off, even more, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into one of the bedrooms then closed and locked the door.  At that point I knew I was in trouble, he started taking his clothes off and walking toward me.  I told to stop because I didn’t want to have sex with him, he laughed and then lunged at me knocking me on the floor, then he punched me in my face, he kept hitting me, I tried to block his hits, I was crying and screaming for him to stop but he kept laughing and trying to take my clothes off, so I just calmed down and he thought that I was going to just give in to him, he said he wouldn’t hit me anymore if I just did what he said, I agreed until he got up, I ask him if we could get on the bed, said yeah and helped me up, when he did that I kicked him in the balls and grabbed the lamp off the table and busted him over the head.  He fell on the floor and didn’t move so I turned the overhead light off and cracked open the bedroom door to see if anyone was around and some guys were still out there drinking and playing a video game, I closed and locked the door, then   I went to the balcony and decided to just climb over the next patio until I saw an opened door and prayed I could get away..

By the time Shay got finished with her story, she was crying and shaking.  Micah was pissed that his business partner’s brother was now a problem. He walked over to Shay and pulled her in his arms and told her that everything was going to be okay, she cried her soul out, and while she was crying she told him about the death of her husband and his brother a little over a year ago and how she was raising her daughter alone.  She just wanted to have a nice getaway but now with everything that has happened, the floodgate of tears just opened.

Micah held her in his arms and his heart just felt bad for all that she had been through.  Shay fell asleep in his arms and he didn’t want to awaken her so he just eased her out of his arms and laid her on the couch and pulled a throw cover over her. He watched her sleep thinking about his next move and how to help Shay.  He knew that Jaden was a hot head and he wasn’t going to let this go, especially with all of his boys around him to see what happened.  He was going to be a laughing stock with his friends, they were going to clown him royally.  He was going to see this as disrespect that he had to fix at all cost.  Shay just got a price on her head for rejecting him.  He knew he had to get Jaden’s brother Lance to calm his hot head brother down.

Lisa and Sheila got back to their room singing and talking about how much fun they had.  Lisa was mad that she didn’t see Jared or Shay that morning, she figured they hit it off and was probably still sleeping that’s why she told Sheila that lie that Shay left a note that she was still with Jaden and she will get with them later. When they got to the room, they noticed that all of Shay things was gone.  When they tried to call her cell phone it went straight to voicemail.  Sheila was getting worried but Lisa didn’t even care.  She figured that Shay – the one who didn’t even want to go to the party had hit the jackpot and got with Jared.  She knew that he was in the streets and his pockets were deep.  She just wished it was her instead of Shay that got with him.


I know we came out here together and I’m glad that Shay found someone but to not answer her calls was beginning to bother her.  Their flight was in two hours and she hoped that they would see her at the airport.  She was having such a good time with Danny, they exchanged phone numbers and he promised to call her when he got in Atlanta he told her he was leaving tomorrow because he still had some work to do. He kissed her, told her she looked forward to seeing her when he got home and gave her money before she left.  She didn’t tell Lisa about the money because she knew how jealous she could be.  But she was seriously worried about Shay.  Sheila called her mom to check on her son, he was fine and wanted to know what she brought him. She told her mom she had a good time and would see her later that day.

“Hey Lisa, have Shay called or texted you yet?”

“For the thousand time NO, I told you her note said she was with Jaden and she will get back to us later, dang let the girl have her fun, that nigga probably got her riding with him in his private jet back to ATL, while we got coach seats” “she could have at least hooked us up to” Lisa was mad but trying to play it off.

Sheila looked at Lisa and shook her head, and decided to call Shay again and left another voice message because she was really worried about her and didn’t want to leave without her.  She was thinking of calling Shay’s mom to see if she talked with her but didn’t want to scare her if nothing was wrong and she was just having a good time with Jaden.  Sheila decided that if Shay wasn’t on their flight she was going to call her mom as soon as she got back.


Of course, Sheila kept asking about Shay, she was tired of talking about her, it was obvious that she got with Jared and had a good time to the point of not even letting them know she was okay.  That just made Lisa mad because she really wished she was the one who caught Jared’s attention, now she was going to have to hear about how much fun they had and all the details of what they did.  Trey was a nice guy but he wasn’t Jared, and he seemed to pick up on her attitude and caught her looking at Jaden a couple times that evening so after he got what he wanted he put her out of his room in the morning.  She just so happen to come out just as Sheila and Danny were kissing and talking all sweet to each other.  She felt sick, stupid and used.  Truth be told she didn’t even enjoy herself that much, now she wished she had just stayed at the club at least she was getting free drinks and dancing.  When they asked about Shay the other guys acted like they didn’t know who they were talking about, and hurried them out of the room.

Snapped – Part 2

Sissy was sitting watching her sister sleep with the help of the pain medication the doctor prescribed.

Not only had she lost her baby, but the soft tissue and nerves were also badly damaged, around her neck not to mention the bruising that was visible.

Sissy looked up when the detective walked into the room. She asked him to step outside the room because her sister was still sleeping.

Det. Rhodes looked over at Sharon with sadness, he has seen too many people go through this abuse and not report it and had a feeling this was going to be yet another case, but he was going to do all he could to get this young woman to press charges against her boyfriend or husband.

“I’m sorry to bother you, I just needed to check to see if she was awake and could tell me what happened and who did this to her, Det. Rhodes said.

“It was probably her no good boyfriend Ivan Harris, she called me and said he hit her and left the house then she must have passed out from the pain, I called 911 and went to her house as soon as possible.  When I got there the ambulance was just pulling up also, I have a key and let them in and followed the blood on the rug…she got teary-eyed remember the scene.. and found her in the bedroom on the floor naked.” Sissy was crying now.

Det. Rhodes, felt her pain and pulled her into his arms and just held her, he faced the same type of pain years ago when his sister was killed by her abusive husband.  He had to get his self together and act more professional.  When Sissy got herself together, she thanked him and moved away from him, she felt he was sincere in his comfort but wanted him to do his job and get Ivan.

“Look Detective I know it’s my word against his once he finally shows up.  But until my sister wakes up what can I do to keep him away from her.  They aren’t married and I’m her only family and I don’t want him here at the hospital.” She asked calmer than she felt.

“Leave word with the charge nurse and at the nursing station that she isn’t to have any visitors except you and the police.” He offered.

After Sissy finished talking with the Detective and getting his information she gently touched her sister’s face.  She watched as a tear fell on her cheek and wished that she could have been there to help her sister.

She knew that this relationship had stressed her sister to the point she was ready to leave Ivan. They never kept secrets from each other until he came into her life.  Sharon almost pushed her away and she knew Ivan was behind that.  He never wanted her to do the things she used to do, the last time they hung out, she kept watching her phone, she also had a small bruised she tried to hide. Sissy told her she didn’t understand how she could allow a man to do that to her.  That argument caused them to not talk for a month.  Sissy just couldn’t understand what was keeping her sister with that abuser.

Sissy didn’t notice that Sharon had opened her eyes and was watching the emotions and the tears on her face.  She tried to speak but her throat hurt so much, her words came out as a whisper.

“I know you wondering why I stay with him, at first I just wanted someone to love me as much as I loved them, and he did at some point but things changed when he started popping pills and the drinking got worst” she whispered.  I lost my baby, didn’t I?” she whispered.

“Yes you did, you had some kind of trauma to your abdomen, and you also have bruising and internal damage to your throat” Sissy answered sadly.

Sissy held Sharon hand as both sisters cried.

Det. Rhodes was standing in the doorway watching the scene unfolding before him.

Snapped – Part 1


“Ivan, stop it!” Sharon screamed as she ran out of the bedroom, down the stairs into the kitchen.  In nothing but her bath towel, she tried her best to get away from Ivan.

Ivan was fast and caught up with her easily with a menacing frown on his face, she braced herself for his actions.

“I don’t know why you keep trying to run from me, Sharon.  I’m going to catch you every time.”

Struggling to think and look around for something to use as a possible weapon, and fighting to keep the tears at bay.  “What’s wrong with you?” She questioned. She dodged his fist as she was coming out of the bathroom after he was banging on the door for her to open it and come out.

“What took you so long in the bathroom, Sharon, why was the door locked?” he screamed at her.
“You must think I’m stupid, you were in there texting or talking to another man, weren’t you?”

Sharon stood there looking at him, then shakes her head, “I wasn’t talking or texting anyone, you know I listen to the music on my phone and the door wasn’t looked, it has been sticking lately, and I told you about that last week when you got locked in there” she tried to explain in a rational way.  He just looked at her as if thinking but not wanting to be wrong he decided to use this argument as a way to get out of the house.

“You must think I’m a fool, I think you cheating and when I find out who the bastard is, I’m coming for both of you”!

“Ivan, I promise I’m not doing anything”. She cried as she slowly made her way around the table that was blocking him from reaching her.  She was praying that he wouldn’t hit her if she willingly walked over to him, using a submissive move to lessen the tension in the room and possibly calm him down.

Ivan watched her and couldn’t believe how stupid she was to think that she could try to calmly talk to him like he was a child.  That just pissed him off more, as soon as she was within arm’s reach, he pulled her to him and held her in a bear hug. The moment she relaxed and put her arms around him and laid her head on his chest he walked her backward toward the stairs.  He looked down at her as she looked up at him, then forcefully pushed her on the stairs and grabbed her neck with both hands and began squeezing her neck with a smirk on his face.

“You thought you could use that nice move on me, and I would just melt in your hands, but not this time, I know you are hiding something and when I find out who or what it is, imma kill you!” He sneered, then let her neck go and punched her in the stomach.

After punching Sharon, and leaving her on the steps, Ivan grabbed her car keys that were sitting on the table, he left out the house slamming the door.

Sharon laid on the steps holding her stomach and crying.  She was still struggling to breathe and now the pain in her stomach turned to cramps, she knew at that moment her baby, their baby was leaving her body.

Dragging her body up the stairs with the trail of blood following her. Sharon was still in shock and pain, her cell phone was on the floor, she crawled to it and was able to call her sister before she passed out.

Customer Service I Think

My first week on this new job, and I like it a lot, who said you can’t meet men in a “men’s clothing” store, shoot, I get the most attention and had some pretty decent sales this week, my first week.  Chris was the other sales person and had been employed there about a year.  He had a regular set of customers but was always l king to for more commission.  He was also a very nice quiet guy, he wasn’t giving out information about himself, after working here a week all she knew was his name and he was in school.  She liked Max because he was older, and a few times she caught him looking at her, she wasn’t sure if it was flirting or not so she didn’t pursue it.

After only a week she thought she was good at reading people who came into the store, the better dressed people bought the most and a few “regular” people came in buying smaller priced items, she was looking for that large sale so when this woman came in with a young boy, she sized her up mentally – she was dressed casually, but sharp, she carried a designer bag, she didn’t necessarily look like “money” was probably going to look through the sales rack.  Anika decided to take her break instead of helping this woman, so she went to the back of the store before she could be asked to help her.


Weddings, why do everyone have to get married in the hot summer month of June….I ponder this question while sitting in the waiting area of one of New York’s finest menswear boutique shops.  This shop has been open for about a year and business has boomed.  They pride themselves on customer service, attention to detail, and the area’s best personal styling service from the best designers around.

I’m waiting for my grandson to come out and show me the suits he picked to wear to the wedding of his cousin Alexis.  He didn’t want to be a part of the wedding party because it was just too much hassle and being a teenager he wanted to be able to eat and hang out at the reception and must importantly hang out at the beach.

Miles came out of the dressing room in a charcoal three piece suit with a crisp white shirt and at first glance, he reminded me so much of my son, it brought tears to my eyes.  His dad was a firefighter and lost his life saving children from a fire three years ago.

“Miles you look handsome, boy that suit fits perfect, walk over to that mirror and turn around, yes that looks great, do you want to wear a bow tie or a regular tie?” I ask him as he studies himself and pose as if he was in a photoshoot.  “I don’t know grand, what do you think?” He asked.

“I don’t know either son, check with Max he is over by the register, I will be right back” I told him as I walked to the back of the store where I noticed the new employee was talking on her cell phone, a store policy she was breaking.

“Ma’am you can’t come back here, she said with an attitude,”

“and why is that?” I asked her.

“Because this area is for store employees only, so I need you to leave and if you have a problem, I can have my manager help you” she said with a smirk and turned back to talking on her cell phone.

“girl this customer is about to get on my nerve, she probably going to buy that expensive suit then return it later for her money back, I hate cheap people” she laughed on her phone.

At the register, Max the manager was ringing up a customer when I walked over to him.

“Hey boss lady, how are you, I will be with you one minute let me finish ringing up Mr. Thomas” he said as he smiled.

“Hello Mr. Thomas, how are you doing, it’s good to see you, she said then turned to Max, “no problem”.

Max finished ringing up his customer and walked over to the display of ties and bowties to talk with Ms. Sullivan the owner of the store.

“Ms. Sullivan, how are you doing, I see Miles found the perfect suit and we picked out a bowtie with pocket square and cufflinks set.  He should be ready for the wedding, did you get a chance to meet the new employee Anika?”

“No we didn’t meet formally but I walked to the back room and she was on her cell phone, please have her come out to meet me”.

Max immediately frowned because he knew that he will have to find a new employee, because Ms. Sullivan didn’t play when it came to her rules for the store, his whole attitude changed when he walked back to the room and heard her still whispering on her cell phone.

“Anika”, he called her loudly, she turned around and smiled while hiding her phone behind her back.

“Yes Max, I was on my break, but I’m done, can I help with something?” She asked hoping he didn’t see her on the phone.

“No but, I want to introduce you the owner of the store Ms. Sullivan

” He smirked.

Anika, looked around the store to see who could possibly be the owner, she was looking at a well-dressed white woman that was talking to Chris the other store clerk and thought that must be her, she smiled because she was ready to put on her best behavior.

Instead of Max walking in that direction he walked toward the cash register where the woman who came to the back room, she immediately thought that he had to take care of her first them introduce her to the owner.

“Max, that woman at the cash register, came to the back room and I had to put her in her place, she had the nerve to ask why she couldn’t come back there, she laughed,”

Max turned around and looked at her with pity and before he could said anything, Anika laughed again and said, I told her if she had a problem that she could talk to the manager, “you” she pointed at him and laughed again.  At this point Max just shook his head, he knew for sure Anika was about to get the surprise of her life, and her attitude and earlier behavior just got her fired.

Chris walk with his customer over to the cash register just as Max and Anika was walking up.  He rang the customer purchase up, thanked her and gave her the receipt.  She walk out the store.

Anika was confused she thought that she was owner.  Now she got a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach and looked over at the customer she got smart with.  She looked back and smiled at her shaking her head.

“Anika”, Max called to get her attention, “I would like for you to meet the owner, Ms. Sullivan, and her grandson Miles.”

Anika, opened her mouth but nothing came out.

“You can close your mouth, Anika, and you can leave early today, as a matter of fact, you won’t be coming back”, I value customer service skills, and employees who follow direction and store policies”, Ms. Sullivan said with a big smile.