We always need to follow company rules and never cook too much and if something remains unsold for few minutes we were supposed to throw that in bin. But if we do that we would have run out of food when busy starts so we hardly used to follow the company rules (as told by managers). We just used to change the timers, so if supervisor comes from head office it looks like we have fresh food.
After around 15-20 rounds I asked the store manager (Rick) if I could drink something as I haven't eaten anything as well. But he refused and got angry. I was heart broken and thought why I came to Australia.
There was another manager from Pakistan and his name was Imtiaz. I told him everything and then he talked with Rick and gave me break after working continuously for around 8hrs.
The place I was currently standing felt safer, so, I decided to take a quick nap before starting my journey again to go back to my previous life which I don't know anything about yet.
In a matter of seconds I felt asleep and started to see a dream. I was feeling like falling from the sky and then I wake up from dream inside dream. I looked at the watch and I was late for work. I quickly grabbed my work dress and took a quick shower and run for the train without breakfast.