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The Unfortunately Named Cafe || Rusk and Katie

"The Maid Cafe"? Oh, that would be just great for his reputation. 

Annoyed, Rusk pulled on his apron, standing by the counter in the kitchen. He was thankful to have the job and everything, seeing as it was what he did best, but honestly? "Why not the 'Gender Neutral Cafe,'" he muttered to himself as he tied the strings. He didn't even know any of his coworkers and didn't want to have to work the front desk. All he wanted to do was make pastry. What that really so much to ask?

Exhaling deeply through his nose, he started to tie his hair up. A girl with reddish ringlets walked into the kitchen; probably one of the other employees. He nodded in her direction, holding a hairband in his mouth while he smoothed out his hair.

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Cafeteria [part-time jobs]- Rod & Carl

Calvin joined the chat 5 minutes ago

Rod joined the chat 4 minutes ago

Carl joined the chat 3 minutes ago

Carl: GOOOOD AFTERNOON TOWN SQUARE

Carl: ARE YOU READY TO WORK HARD AND SLAVE FOR MONEY?

Carl: CUZ I AM

Rod smiles.

Carl: heh, not really, it wont be that bad actually

Carl: so, i haven't seen you two round these parts. I'll introduce myself. the names Carl

Carl holds hand out to shake

Rod shakes Carl's hand, "My name's Rod, sir! It's nice to meet you."

Carl: "rod! what a cool name. And don't worry about formalities here, just call me by my name"

Carl: so, this is pretty much my first day, but i have a good idea of what goes on 'round here.

Carl: say, what job are you assigned too?

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Rod: I was told I'm assigned as a Dishwasher.

Carl: oh alright

Carl: well, theres some dirty dishes from yesterday in the corner it seems like so you can start with those if you like

Rod nods, "Of course!"

Carl grabs a bottle of soap

Carl: buuuuut

Carl: washing dishes can get a little boring...maybe we can spice things up

Carl creates a monstrous pile of bubbles in the sink

Carl: whala, perfect!

Carl: NOW you can wash the dishes

Carl walks off with clipboard and bubble beard

Rod stares at the bubbles, grabs some, and blows it off his hand. He grabs the sponge and the plate, putting the sponge in the water and starts scrubbing the plate.

Carl checks off some of the things on his list as he takes inventory

Carl turns to rod

Carl: so....what year are you?

Carl was trying to get him a little more comfortable

Rod: I'm a junior.

Carl: same, same

Carl: cept i just transferred to this school this year.

Carl: how long have you been here>​

Rod: About a month, I transferred here in the third week!

Carl: oh same!

Carl: anything "exciting" happen in your first month?

Carl waggles eyebrows

Rod: Er... my friend gave me these alcohol cookies and I got sick all night afterwards. Um.. I can't really say.

Rod: But I didn't know it had alcohol!

Carl: yeah, cant blame ya.

Carl: but alcohol cookies sound pretty good, ill have to try that recipe sometime

Carl: but toned down of course!

Rod: Yuck, I suggest not!

Carl: fine fine....

Carl: one day....

Rod chuckles. "I didn't mean to shout at you."

Carl waves it off "gah its fine, it probably wasn't fun going through that aftersickness"

Carl replinishes his bubble beard and checks the meat containers

Rod continues to clean the plates.

Carl starts whistling

Rod sways his head to the whistling.

Carl continues whistling to smooth criminal

Carl grabs a wooden spoon and starts banging to the beat on the counter-top

Rod starts to tap on the edge of the sink, humming along.

Carl gets really into it and starts singing while taping another spoon on some pots and pans

Rod chuckles and claps along with the beat, singing along.

Carl laughs and dances around the room, quickly stopping to throw bubbles at rusk, but never stops singing.

Rod shakes his head from getting bubbles thrown at him, still clapping and singing.

Carl helps washes the dishes, and throw the clean plates at rusk to put away, all in a fit of dance moves

Rod catches the plates as he tosses them at him, he chuckled, "Nice dance moves! That was pretty fun!"

Carl: heh yeah! and it got work done it half the time

Carl looks at the clock

Carl: wow just on time

Carl: that should be a new record! or...our ONLY record

Rod smiles and looks over, "If you say so!"

Carl takes off uniform and hangs it up "nice job today, i can tell work from now on wont be boring, i garuntee it"

Rod: I hope it's just as fun as today!

Carl tosses a paper with his number on it "heres my number if you ever have any questions about work"

Carl: or if you just wanna sing heh

Carl: Catch ya later!

Rod smiles and nods, "Yes, sir!"

Carl exits and makes hand pistols

Rod waves.

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Mr. Daryl's assistant || Mineral High School AU

Yuri walked into Mr. Daryl's classroom with her head down, her messenger bag securely strapped across her body. Although her job was as the teacher's assistant, Yuri sat down in a chair close to the front of the room. She took out a binder that she had reserved for science class, in case the teacher wanted her to, for whatever reason, take notes.

Mr.Daryl had yet to arrive, so Yuri stayed at a desk, staring down at the wood and counting each line in it. She hoped she'd have something to do relatively soon.

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Another Day, Another Dollar

Julia spent another work day at the Vet Clinic, taking care of animals and bonding with them. She spent the day caring for a particularly wounded raccoon. He had gotten caught in a trap and been able to be transported to the Vet, but once out of the trap he fought tooth and nail away from everyone. Julia had asked to try her hand at it and, after several hours, had slowly lured him out. He was still hesitant, but they were able to dress his wound and give him a rabies shot. 

She sat outside the clinic for a few hours wondering what kind of horrible person would leave traps lying around the area.

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Taste Testing, eh? || Mineral High School AU

Dan sauntered into his part-time job with a smile on his face. He would be tasting food.  ...For money. Legitimate G he could spend on whatever he wanted! He would be eating for money! The sheer idea of that made Dan deliriously happy. ...It never occurred to him that he could be fed some vile, possibly rotten food. 

Still, the boy sat at a table in the cafeteria, and waited to be served. Hopefully this would be as amazing as he was expecting. 

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This place needs some freshening up

Today i worked after most everyone had left. My job today was to peek at the food and decide whats needs to be restocked and whatnot. It was mostly boring and it took a while. I hummed through most of it so i didn't have this awkward silence with myself.

Then i kinda noticed that some of the food we had was...well, not to MY standards to say the least. I almost confused some of it with the food that had gone bad. I mean, i didn't think chicken was able to get that hard? and since when is bread crust more orange than brown? maybe i was just hallucinating since it was late and all. But maybe i should look into the food program a little more and see if there's something we don't know about...i don't know, i think i'm being paranoid. I just would hate to see someone get food poisoning or something, especially when i'm food manager! I have a reputation to maintain.These students need good food and by golly, i'll get them good food! but maybe after dinner...

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Volunteer Vet

The local vet had been more than impressed with Julia's experience at her mother's shop. Cows, sheep, chickens, dogs, cats; if it had four legs she most likely knew how to care for it. That wasn't to say that she knew everything of course, but she was a hard worker and willing to learn.

Her first day at the vet's office had been nice. She had mostly stayed in the back, feeding and watering the animals there. She instantly grew a connection with them and spent the whole work shift caring for them. At the end she bid the others farewell and promised to definitely come back.