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Rude Woman Humiliates Waitress, Then Learns a Hurtful Lesson – Story of the Day

Roshanak Hannani
Dec 28, 2023
10:30 A.M.

Eleanor has been grieving the estrangement from her son, which has turned her into a horrible person. She even got a waitress, Gabriela, at her favorite coffee shop fired. But Gabi had a surprise in store for the rude customer.

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Sunlight streamed through the cafe's stained-glass windows, transforming the pastries into glittering jewels. But for Eleanor, the sparkle couldn't reach her eyes. She tapped her manicured nails against the marble table, impatience rising with each tick of her diamond-encrusted watch.

"Where is this girl?" she muttered, her voice sharp enough to slice the croissants on display.

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Finally, a timid figure scurried over, apron pristine despite trembling hands. "I'm so sorry, Madame," Gabriela's voice barely a whisper. "There was a mix-up..."

Eleanor scowled, her gaze raking over Gabriela's nervous face. "Mix-up? This is my usual order, young lady. A simple croissant and latte. Are you incapable of basic tasks?"

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The girl flushed. "I'll get it right away, Madame. Please."

The burnt offerings she placed before Eleanor felt like an insult. "This," Eleanor sneered, pushing the cold, blackened croissant aside, "is not what I ordered. Is this how you cater to paying customers?"

Shame flickered in Gabriela's eyes, but she stood her ground. "I apologize, Madame. I'm new here. Still learning."

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Eleanor snorted, frustration boiled over. "Do you have any idea who I am?" she spat, her voice rising above the murmurs. "Do you know I could have you fired?"

Gabriela flinched, tears welling up in her eyes. "Please, Madame, I..."

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Eleanor didn't let her finish. With a cold smile, she snapped her fingers, summoning the manager. "I'm afraid this young lady isn't meeting my standards," she declared, her voice dripping with ice. "Kindly show her the door."

The manager exchanged a hesitant glance with Gabriela, but Eleanor's steely gaze brooked no argument. Gabriela offered a final, tearful apology before disappearing into the back room.

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For illustration purposes only | Source: Youtube/DramatizeMe

***

Later, in the peaceful sanctuary of her home, Eleanor was about to enjoy her recently bought croissant and latte when her phone's insistent buzz interrupted. With a growl, she answered. "What, Julian?"

"I just want to wish you a happy birthday, Mom," his voice uttered quickly.

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"Fine, you have. Goodbye," she snapped and hung up. Eleanor didn't want to think about the reason for her estrangement from her only son, but the images appeared nonetheless.

The doorbell's chime shattered the uneasy silence. Eleanor, expecting no one, frowned as she peered through the peephole. Her jaw dropped. The waitress stood hesitantly in the hallway, her eyes wide, a familiar, worn wallet clutched in her hands.

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"Madame," Gabriela stammered, "I found this on the counter at the cafe. I thought it might be yours."

Eleanor's throat tightened. The unexpected gesture was tinged with forgiveness despite the girl's unjust firing. Yet, she felt a surge of defensiveness. "Thank you," she snapped, grabbing the wallet and taking some things out. "Take this. Consider it compensation for your… incompetence."

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Gabriela flinched, but her gaze remained steady. "No, Madame. I don't take any money I haven't earned."

Silence stretched, taut, and unforgiving. Finally, Eleanor's icy facade cracked. "Fine," she hissed, snatching the wallet. "But why? Why bring it back to the woman who got you fired?"

Gabriela shrugged. "Because it's the right thing to do."

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An idea, desperate and impulsive, took root in Eleanor's mind. "You have no job now, right?" she stated flatly. "So, consider this an... unorthodox apology."

Gabriela's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?"

Eleanor's lips twisted into a semblance of a smile. "You want a job? You'll have one. I need a live-in maid. Take care of the house and cook my meals. I can even offer you a better schedule, so you can enroll in some classes if you desire."

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Gabriela frowned. "But why?"

Eleanor shrugged, forcing a casualness she didn't feel. "Consider it... payback for the wallet."

With no other options, Gabriela agreed.

Days bled into weeks. The sterile elegance of Eleanor's home became a stage for an uneasy dance. Efficient and discreet, Gabriela moved like a ghost.

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While cleaning in the attic one morning, Gabriela stumbled upon a box of dusty trinkets. "Childhood memories, Madame?" she asked gently, a curiosity flickering in her eyes.

Eleanor snatched the box away, her voice sharp. "Mind your own business. I hired you to clean, not to go through my things. If you're here to snoop on me, you may as well leave now!"

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That was harsher than intended for Eleanor. She had softened since Gabriela started working, but going through her painful memories was too much. Later that night, her past haunted her. She dreamt of a young Eleanor, laughing and carefree with a happy family, a world apart from the woman staring back from the mirror.

The following day, Gabriela was gone. Good. Right? No goodbye note, only the emptiness of her absence echoing through the house. Panic seized Eleanor, a fear deeper than anger. Had she pushed the girl too far? Was she indeed alone again, surrounded by walls of her own making?

It doesn't matter. She doesn't have to work for me. I shouldn't feel guilty anymore. I repaid her.

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But the phone rang a few days later. It was Gabriela, and the relief Eleanor felt showed her her true feelings about that young woman. Gabriela wanted her to come to the coffee shop to share a croissant. Eleanor wanted to reject the offer, but she accepted.

At the cafe, she searched for the young woman. Instead, she found Julian, his face etched with regret. "Mom," he pleaded, "Please give me a chance to explain."

Across the room sat Gabriela, an almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. The realization hit her like lightning: Gabriela had done this—this meeting.

Eleanor froze, unsure of her next step. Hadn't she told the girl to mind her business? But before she could retreat into her self-imposed exile, her eyes met Julian's across the room. His face, etched with regret and longing, mirrored her inner turmoil.

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He stood hesitantly at first, then with a surge of determination. He stopped at Gabriela's table, a quick thank you exchanged in hushed tones before he headed towards Eleanor.

Julian stopped before her, his shoulders slumped in apology. "Mom," he pleaded, his voice hoarse, "Please give me a chance to explain."

Eleanor stared at him, her icy facade melting, revealing the fear and grief she'd held captive for so long. Finally, a whisper escaped her lips, "Why? Why did you want to send me to a nursing home?"

"That was a huge mistake," Julian said. "I'm sorry. I broke up with Karen, Mom. You don't have to worry about that anymore."

Julian continued, his voice thick. "She kept telling me you needed professional care and weren't safe alone. It was a stupid mistake, Mom. I listened to her out of fear, but it was the biggest regret of my life."

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Eleanor's eyes flickered to Gabriela, sitting across the room with an understanding gaze. The young woman seemed to radiate a quiet strength, a reminder of Eleanor's choices and the bridges she had burned. Shame and sadness gnawed at her, threatening to drown her in their tide.

A shaky breath escaped Eleanor's lips. "I… I need time," she whispered, her voice raw with vulnerability. "Time to understand, forgive myself… find my way back to you."

Julian's face lit up with relief. "I'll wait, Mom," he said, his voice cracking. "Just… don't give up on me."

With a newfound determination, Eleanor met Julian's gaze. "I won't," she promised, her voice stronger now. "I won't give up on you or myself."

Then, she walked to where Gabriela sat. "Why?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. "Why would you orchestrate this meeting... after everything I did?"

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For illustration purposes only | Source: Youtube/DramatizeMe

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Gabriela's features creased with a bittersweet smile as she stood to face Eleanor. "It's simple, Madame," she said, choosing her words carefully. "I saw something deeper behind your anger than your harsh words."

Eleanor frowned, unsure whether to be offended or intrigued. "And what, you presume to know my heart?"

Gabriela shook her head gently. "No, Madame. But I know pain. And I saw it reflected in your eyes, even as you tried to hide it behind your icy wall."

Eleanor leaned forward. "Pain?"

"Yes," Gabriela nodded. "The bitterness towards your son, the loneliness in your eyes... it reminded me of myself."

Eleanor stiffened. "Yourself?"

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Gabriela took a deep breath, her smile fading. "I left my country years ago, escaping a family who cast me out." Her voice choked, the words tumbling out. "They couldn't accept my choices, my… mistakes at a young age. I lost everything that day, Madame. My family, my friends, and… my son."

Eleanor gasped. Her gaze softened, replaced by a flicker of empathy.

Gabriela met her eyes, her own filled with a steely resolve. "But I learned something in that darkness, Madame. I learned that anger only breeds more anger and that bitterness isolates us. So, I chose another path."

"Thank you," Eleanor whispered, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Thank you for seeing me, for giving me a chance."

Gabriela squeezed her hand, her own eyes glistening. "We all deserve a chance, Madame. Even you."

From that day on, their relationship changed. They began a weekly coffee and croissant tradition, where their talks turned into candid confessions, sharing stories of loss and longing. Eleanor opened up about her fear of aging, the void Julian's betrayal had left behind. Gabriela, in turn, shared the grief of separation and the fierce love for the son she was forced to leave behind.

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Their newfound bond resonated outwards, influencing their lives in unforeseen ways. Eleanor began mending fences with Julian, apologizing for her harshness and slowly rebuilding trust. With Eleanor's support, Gabriela enrolled in night classes, pursuing her long-suppressed dream of becoming a nurse.

And as time passed, a quiet, unspoken hope blossomed between Eleanor and Julian. He saw in Gabriela the strength and understanding his mother needed, a kindred spirit who had weathered similar storms. Gabriela, in turn, found in Julian a reflection of her own lost son, a chance to nurture and guide another soul seeking its way.

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