Sabrina was very tired and dirty. She had sweated most of the entire day. Who knew working at a car wash would be such dirty work. Her brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail and felt like it had gained at least two pounds of dirt throughout the day. Her jeans were soaked from the knee down and they were hard to hold up on her hips due to the weight.
Craig her manager kept looking out of the window of his office to make sure all of the people were working so she couldn't slack off. His office was located in the middle of the building and had glass on all sides so he could watch everything.
She had her breaks when she was supposed to but they always seemed too short. Then it was back to work. She had two more hours until quitting time and she knew she was done for the day. She had never worked so hard.
Sabrina went into the office and pulled on the bottom front of her orange t-shirt to wring out some of the water. "I can't take this much work." She told Craig.
"None of the other people out there are complaining." He said.
"I just can't take all this. And it's a dirty job." She complained.
"Well, if you feel that way then you will just have to quit." He said.
"I don't want to quit. Isn't there something else I can do?" She asked.
"I already have two good cashiers. What I need is what you have been doing all day. Wiping the cars clean and doing the extra detail work." He was adamant.
"Tom doesn't work this hard." She said.
"He does the pre-wash. You aren't tall enough to do that." He said. "You are fine right where you are. Anyway, not every day is this busy. You will get used to it."
"I don't know about that." She questioned. "I guess I could try it another day but for today I am too tired to keep going. Maybe you can change my hours a little until I get used to the work."
"You will work as scheduled or not at all." He pressed. "I don't have anything else open."
"Prick!" She said.
"What did you say?" He asked.
"I said you are a prick!" She flipped him off. "No, you are a stupid mean dickhead." She put her hands on her hips and stared at him. Then realized her pants were falling down so she grabbed her jeans and pulled them up with both hands.
"I wouldn't get in a habit of calling me that." He said and laughed.
His laughter just made her madder. "You shouldn't treat people this way you cocksucker!"
"Oh, now it's cocksucker. You just keep getting yourself in deeper and deeper." He said and laughed again.
"Damn it! You stop laughing you bastard." She insisted.
"You are cute when you get mad." He said.
This really pissed her off but she also liked compliments. She walked around the desk to him expecting to punch him or something. She really didn't know what she was going to do.
