Roger Willis walked back inside and immediately noticed that some of his staff, servers, cooks, and even the bussers were just lazily standing around. There was plenty of work that could be done! He marched over to one group of servers – Jessica, Max, and Shania – and glared at them.
"If you have to time to lean, you have time to clean!" he snapped. Jessica and Shania huffed and rolled their eyes. Max snorted and shook his head. He went back into the kitchen while the two hot girls went out to their tables, one a piece. Not even remotely satisfied, Roger followed after Max. In the kitchen, he was agitated to see some of the cooks fiddling with their phones.
"Get to work!" he barked. "Surely there's something you could be doing instead of being lazy asses! Just because we don't have a lot of customers doesn't mean we shouldn't be busy!"
"Fine," grumbled Arch, the head line cook. He walked over to the cooler to do some prep work.
But Roger was far from satisfied. He was angry. He went into the office and shut the door. He pulled out his phone and selected the entire staff of his bistro. The app generated some sentences that weren't useful until one stuck out to Roger the most: "The restaurant staff are relaxing at work." It would have to do. Roger changed the statement to read, "The restaurant staff are hard at work." He pressed the submit button and left the office.
Strangely, there seemed to be little to no change in his staff's work ethic. If anything, they seemed a bit more distracted and antsy. Roger noticed Arch biting his lip and adjusting his pants every now and then. Max kept his eyes glued downward without really looking at anyone. Roger frowned and walked out onto the floor. The bartender and the other servers seemed no better. They walked oddly and fidgeted more than he was used to seeing.
He then overheard Jessica talking to Shania at the server station, "TMI incoming, but my dick is like concrete right now. Being trans sucks sometimes."
"You, too?" Shania asked. "I hate having such a high libido. Why did he have to happen at work?"
Roger frowned. What did they mean? He turned and saw them awkwardly adjusting their pants, particularly their crotches with prominent bulges. The fuck?! Since when were those two transgender? And to top it off, why does it look like their dicks are bigger than his? Why are they complaining about being... hard... at work.
It finally clicked. Roger didn't improve his staff's work ethics. He just made them all have rock hard dicks, including the women.