Tabatha Endora Stephens (
twitchcraft) wrote in
fluxscape2021-07-06 09:00 pm
Entry tags:
Sign in the window or just the right place at the right time?
Who: Tabatha Stephens and Howl
What: Tabatha and Howl talk employment
Where: Jenkins and Pendragon
When: Early Afternoon
Why: Tabatha needs a job
Warnings: None
Tabatha had never had a job before in her life. She hadn't quite hit a point where she wanted to get one, or needed to consider getting one. But here in Haven, apparently that was a necessity. So for the past couple days or so, Tabatha had been sort of searching. Not too thoroughly at first, just enough to get a couple paper applications to fill out and ask questions about the jobs and while she was considering a courier position with one of the delivery services (Working for GoGro had been intriguing), nothing really seemed a good fit.
Until she found herself outside of Jenkins and Pendragon.
And there was something about this place that called out to her. Standing outside the door for a moment and giving the shop a once over, a coffee from Starkbucks in her hand, Tabatha pushed open the door carefully and stepped inside. Once she was there, it was obvious it was the place for her. Now she just had to convince the owner to hire her.
"Excuse me?" she calls out, voice confident and sure. "I was wondering if you were hiring?" And hopeful that her voice wasn't falling on deaf ears.
What: Tabatha and Howl talk employment
Where: Jenkins and Pendragon
When: Early Afternoon
Why: Tabatha needs a job
Warnings: None
Tabatha had never had a job before in her life. She hadn't quite hit a point where she wanted to get one, or needed to consider getting one. But here in Haven, apparently that was a necessity. So for the past couple days or so, Tabatha had been sort of searching. Not too thoroughly at first, just enough to get a couple paper applications to fill out and ask questions about the jobs and while she was considering a courier position with one of the delivery services (Working for GoGro had been intriguing), nothing really seemed a good fit.
Until she found herself outside of Jenkins and Pendragon.
And there was something about this place that called out to her. Standing outside the door for a moment and giving the shop a once over, a coffee from Starkbucks in her hand, Tabatha pushed open the door carefully and stepped inside. Once she was there, it was obvious it was the place for her. Now she just had to convince the owner to hire her.
"Excuse me?" she calls out, voice confident and sure. "I was wondering if you were hiring?" And hopeful that her voice wasn't falling on deaf ears.
