[ WP ] You were born with a large birthmark in the shape of a dragon . However , this is just a coincidence ; there is absolutely nothing magical about it , and you 're getting really tired of explaining this .

It was just a normal day at my barista job. The customers were n't being particularly stupid today so that was a huge plus. It was just one of those `` Grab n' Go'' days where the customers did n't have time to make a scene and needed to hurry off to wherever they needed to go. I was making a black iced coffee when I noticed some girls staring at me. I could see their lips moving and their gestures towards me but I could n't make out what they were saying. I called for the iced coffee and one of those girls came up to the counter. `` Is this yours miss?'' I asked her. Holding out the iced drink. She looked down at my hand, looked back up at me, and gave me a nasty look. `` Why would I want to take my coffee from some hybrid freak?'' I raised my eyebrow at her. `` What do you mean?'' I asked firmly. Her reaction was one disgust. `` Do n't you get smart with me freak. I saw your dragon birthmark thing. You MUST be a hybrid!'' Oh great. One of these people. I sighed heavily before responding. `` Miss, I am not some hybrid dragon monster. I was just born with this very large birthmark on my hand. It has no significance to anything. I can not turn into a dragon, nor summon an army of dragon hybrids to take over the world. Now if you could please take your coff-'' Before I could finish my sentence, she shrieked loudly smacking her coffee out of my hand. `` You ca n't fool me freak!'' The sounds of this girl screaming her head off and the cup hitting the floor caused all heads to turn our way. I rolled my eyes and began to walk away, when my manager came storming out of the back, a fire in here eyes. `` What was that?'' She proclaimed, looking directly at me. `` What?'' I said stubbornly. `` It's not my fault people think I'm a monster when that's not true. You know that!'' The girl was still screaming at me calling me a `` Monster'' and an `` Alien''. My manager folded her arms and began tapping her foot. `` Fine.'' I grumbled and headed into the back, where the rest of my day was spent stocking and doing inventory. As I was walking back I looked and say my manager confronting the screaming girl. Telling her she'll get her a new coffee and a free coffee card for her next visit. I rolled my eyes and headed back, closing the door behind me.
