Waitress

David tried his best to smile and hold back his contempt. He owned this restaurant; heck, he technically owned the entire building. He should be mingling with the guests, not taking their orders. But a weird stroke of lightning had swapped his body last night with one of waitresses. He knew it would be too crazy to tell anyone the truth, so he decided to keep it quiet for now. Of course, that meant he had to pretend to be her and do her low-level job. It wasn’t hard; it was just irritating. People asked dumb questions and made demands that were even dumber. He put on a good face for it, but it was hard not to just yell in their faces. He thought about telling people who he really was, but in order to do so, he’d probably need to be supported by the woman he swapped with. Considering his body fell into a coma right after they swapped, he knew he wasn’t going to get the sort of back up he needed.