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Are you pregnant?

One day over the last summer, when I didn’t know Jane as much as I did now, she asked the other cashier (I’ll call her Amanda) if she was pregnant. “Are you pregnant?, you look pregnant” were the words she used to be exact. Amanda is super skinny. Super skinny as in, other than Jane herself, she is the skinniest person I work with. Not that everyone else is fat, in fact they really aren’t because we hardly eat the “food” we dish out (we know better). Amanda is just really skinny. Pretty much Jane must look at her as competition in the skinniest bitch in the whole place contest that she must have created in her psychotic mind, a contest that she cannot lose or the world will blow up. The thing I do not understand about Jane, is she eats EVERYTHING. At work she eats about 5 times in a whole 10 hour work day. And then we all know she eats dinner at home with her husband and kid(s?) (not sure if she has more than one kid, but she definitely has a young son). How she managed to find a husband I am un-aware but I am yet to meet the guy and quite frankly, I am afraid to. Jane used to even send out workers to go get food for her on there breaks which really isn’t a big deal since most of the managers have done it at least once, but she would do it to get things she needed to make her dinner that night for her family, not because the restaurant ran out of lemons or something stupid like that. Not only did she watch the girl (Amanda) that she asked to go pick up her food leave the parking lot and then stalk her car until it was entirely out of possible sight, but she made her give her the receipt (which I guess alone is understandable) AND would time her to the absolute last second that she was gone and if it was longer than the time left in her break (of course it always was), she would make her stay at least that much later when it was time for her to go home later that night. I’m sure there are countless laws that Jane has broken with us over the past months but we simply just can’t “rat her out” for any of them. As much as we hate her, if she were gone it would completely ruin the whole order of things and no one would know how to react. It would be like re-opening the place and starting over because every action we make while working is influenced by the way she is and what she will do if we do something a way that is not what she believes to be correct.


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