Tasha worked at an upscale restaurant in a wealthy neighborhood. She was a young Black woman in her mid-20s who worked hard every day, dreaming of opening her own bakery one day.
The restaurant was fancy, with expensive dishes and customers who were used to getting whatever they wanted. Tasha had learned to handle even the most difficult customers with grace, always keeping her head high and her smile warm.
One evening, the restaurant was especially busy. The tables were full, and the air buzzed with the sound of clinking glasses and lively conversations. Tasha was rushing from table to table, making sure everyone was happy. She was tired, but she kept going, knowing that every shift brought her closer to saving enough money for her bakery.
That night, a group of wealthy women entered the restaurant. They were dressed in designer clothes, their fingers sparkling with rings, and they walked in with…..Read Full Story Here………
