I told you exactly what to do! The King needs his wedding cake by noon!” I yelled.
“But I didn’t understand the instructions!” said the baker. “I thought you said cupcakes,” he says taking out a tray of them.
“That’ll have to do…” I said, taking the tray out to the wedding room.
I show them to the prince. He looks at them once and slams the tray to the ground and the tray hits is with a thud.
“I WANT MY WEDDING CAKE DONE NOW! THE WEDDING STARTS AT 12:30 AND I NEED IT BY 12:00!”
I was fired that day.