May danced around in the antique shop, on her tiptoes, as she held a dustpan in her right hand. These antiques got dusty waaaay too easily. How could dust even form that easily? She was pretty sure they'd been dusted earlier this week.
She sighed, lightly swinging her dustpan to brush one vase and--
THUMP
"Shiiiiiiiiii---" she put her hands over her mouth and cringed at the sound of ceramic breaking. Well, that couldn't have been her whole paycheck, at least....
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Victoria scowled. Build a Bear. Who thought Build a Bear was a great idea? Who woke up and said 'This is a great idea'? Her head already hurt from all the squealing and the smiling she had to do and oh God, the music they put in this place. One upside of the job was that not many people her age still considered going to Build a Bear was a sensible activity, so she wouldn't be laughed at.
But there were so many downsides it didn't even matter.
All but growling under her breath, she less than patiently awaited for another stupid customer who couldn't figure out how to do the most basic of shit would approach her.
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Ary was silently crying to himself. Fast food stands were horrible. He should've figured out as much when it was Julie who recommended he tried to get hired in this place. She always pulled stuff like this.
He huffed as he went to put together yet another order. People just kept coming. It was like this stuff was wood and they were termites, he swore. He threw in the food requested-- chicken nuggets, or was it wings? Ketchup?
"Coming right up," he announced, and put the order in front of the customer. "That'd be twenty dollars, miss."
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Carter said the one line he was pretty much programmed to say:
"You're doing it wrong, Jane."
He rolled his eyes and forcibly yanked the jugs from Weisis's hands. "You're supposed to wipe it clean from inside out, not otherwise. I told you this at least ten times."
This was the first time he'd told her, but he knew that would piss her off even more.
"Also, how are you wiping this thing? It's full of your fingerprints. It's actually dirtier than it was before."