About an hour into her shift Karen was sweating profusely, the combined effort of holding her gas in while trying to avoid eating anything that was being left in the kitchen for her to snack on by Lily or the other staff who had cottoned onto Lily's plan and had decided to join in, sick of Karen lording it over them with her skinny bitch holier then thou attitude was getting to her, spending the day around the mouth watering scents of the kitchen and the food she was carrying to and from the tables wasn't exactly helping either.
Lily could see the struggled look on Karen's face and was taking great pleasure in it, "Karen dear, table 24's finished, clear it up please"
"but that's Amy's Table" Karen moaned in protest, already rushed off her feet as it was without having to attempt to hold back her gassyness and gluttony
"yes dear but Amy's on her lunch break"
"at 10 am!?"
"she didn't get one yesterday dear"
Karen knew this to be bullshit but she couldn't stand around arguing any longer, she squeaked off towards table 24, trying to hide small bursts of gas under a rather spur of the moment coughing fit that didn't look too convincing.
As she walked back into the kitchen, arms loaded with the leftover filled dishes of table 24 she heard a little voice in her head
"Go on, look at that, wasted food, have a nibble, go on "
She had to admit she was beginning to feel hunger pangs getting a bit more noticable, but she wasn't about to start snarfing down other peoples leftovers in the middle of the diner.
however as she got to dishwasher she had no qualms about taking the smallest nibble possible from some left over ribs, she immediately regretted her decision as her stomach growled for more, forcing herself to throw away the leftovers before she finished them off she had never had such a long walk to and from the kitchen to the tables as she took out another order of fried beef, the voice in her head and stomach getting louder and louder as she felt the need to just start pigging out on whatever food she saw
excusing herself for a toilet break she locked herself into a cubicle and quickly dived into her change purse to whip out some chocolate she'd been saving for an emergency snack, but it didn't even come close to silencing her hunger. she just craved more and more of the tasty BBQ meat that was wafting it's smell in from the kitchens, even the stuff that was getting thrown out into the trash was starting to appeal to her as she walked past the dumpsters outside trying to get some fresh air
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