"Table 5!" Someone shouted from the outside.

I quickly went to serve the order of table 5. When I came out I immediately saw the sharp look at me of my bearded supervisor standing behind the counter. Though trembling and almost trembling I insisted I serve the food with great modesty.

"Here's your order sir, one serving of paella and Gazpacho." I uttered as I read his order on the receipt.

"Yes lady, thank you." the guy smiled courteously.

I would have turned my back when he called me ...