Betrayal at the Counter

inee named Jenna Wheeler. From her very first day, she'd pull up a chair behind me, watchin

rt, slightly chubby, and sported dyed blonde hair. She greeted m

always included a share of her homemade roasted chicken or creamy pa

irst started at the counter. She ended up covering customer losses from her own pocket before even gett

de. From then on, our bond deepened, and she

cely. She'd had several short-lived romances, including one where she even moved in with the guy and his mom. She bou

she wanted, she replied simply, "Someo

for women to take the initiative, but don't be too eager. It attracts the wrong kind of men.

seemed endless yet passed by in a blur. Under my guidance, Jen

cise with the lowest error rates. Naturally, Jenna, trai

the branch, but little did I know, I'd ac

were hired through a staffing agency, which meant limited prospects. We

al was "permane

ch manager informed us that to qualify for permanency, one had to earn an "Outstanding Employee" rating for two consecutive

exam. But let's face it-even accounting graduates from top universities struggle t

reputation within the branch. Last year, I was already recognized as an "Outstanding