I wish for some semblance of peace and quiet.
I wish for a good fucking trip.
That last thought draws a smirk from me.
I didn’t have the Merlot to wallow in, but maybe that was a sign that there was no wallowing needed after all.
Chapter 4
Maggie
Iwokeupfeelingnervous and excited for my first day on a yacht. I’ve always dreamed of working on one of these luxurious boats, and today is finally the day. My bags are packed, my plants watered and my rent paid.
I had to keep the car in storage for the duration of the trip or I would have had parking receipts to pay for in plenty.
I lock my car and make my way to the deck.
As soon as I step outside, I am in awe of the beauty surrounding me. The sun is shining, the water is a vibrant shade of blue, and the yacht is glistening in the sunlight.
I meet the captain and the crew and am given a tour of the yacht. I am blown away by the size of the boat and all the amenities it has to offer. There’s a swimming pool, a movie theatre, and even a spa.
I am filled with nervous excitement.
This is my first day as a waitress on the yacht and I want to make a good impression. I look around taking in the luxurious surroundings. The yacht is massive with gleaming wood finishes and elegant furnishings.
I make my way to the crew quarters and introduce myself to my new colleagues. They are all friendly and welcoming, making me feel at ease. I quickly get settled in and start learning the ropes of my new job.
This is it. This is the first day of my job on board. I have not taken such a luxurious or well-paying job before and I am a little more than excited for the trip.
Our supervisor gathers us in a circle before issuing instructions.
There are the basic rules and nuances of being a waitress, be patient, be calm, pay attention to details, all that gist. Then we are issued our standard uniforms and provided with our work time schedules.
I find out that I am sharing a room with Hilda, a blonde woman who is also part of the wait staff.
“Hey, have you done this before?” she asked me as we put our luggage away.
“Not exactly. What about you?”
She has a smile that immediately puts me at ease. “Yeah. But not on this yacht. The Sapphire is new. This is her maiden voyage, actually.”
“Her what?” I ask, perplexed.
She lets out a little giggle. “It means that it is the first trip. I heard through the grapevine that the Wheelers won the lottery and used the money to buy this.”
I laugh in what feels like the first time in a long time. “There is no way that’s right.”
“I don’t think so either, but it is always so much fun speculating about the rich folk.”
I have nothing else to add to the conversation so I pick my uniform up and walk towards our little shared bathroom.
“Mind if I change first?”
“Sure, just hurry up. I think we will be called for our shifts once boarding starts.”
I hurriedly get dressed and then she does the same.
“So,” she continues as soon as she is out of the bathroom, “do you have a boyfriend?”