Jennifer from Accounting

It’s Jennifer, another half elf from the accounting department. You smile wide. Jennifer was a year older but also attended Christmas high and you cheered together. Strange that she’d be down in the factory break room.

You: "Jennifer?"

Jennifer: "Jane, I came to see how you were doing on your first week! Its been so long! Us half elves have to stick together around here."

You: "Thanks Jennifer, I'm okay, just adjusting."

Jennifer: "Aw you seem kinda glum? These grungy elves working you too hard?”

You: “You could say that.”

Jennifer: “You have to watch out, someone as pretty as you can have too many admirers if you get my meaning.”

You look up at her surprised at the timing of her advice.

She continues nonplussed: “I'm used to it from management, you learn to deal with their desires in a semiprofessional way."

You: "I think I dealt with it the wrong way already."

Jennifer: "Oh no what happened?"

You: "This loser in the manufacturing department tried to make me suck him off. It ended, messy."

Jennifer: "That's unfortunate.” She gives you sympathetic look. “That elf probably has a reputation like the old man does. I'm sure he probably did that to half the employees here. Well, you're new so you get the most attention. I'd steer clear of any of the managers for your own good."

You: "Does this stuff always happen here?"

Jennifer: "More often than anyone would like. Honestly after the first couple of months you learn who your friends are, and they help keep the worst ones away." You grimace, it’s a real dog eat dog outlook and you aren't looking forward to more encounters.

Jennifer: "What's your assignment?"

You: "Factory moral."

Jennifer looked even more concerned. She explained that either you quit or you get a real thick skin for creeps. She says just make sure they don't have anything to hold against you.

Jennifer: "Just stay away from the managers, they're not worth it."

You: "What about the other elves?"

Jennifer: "Most are good hearted, but there are some real bad apples like Pebble."

You audible groan.

Jennifer: “this whole place is a real rumor mill. You're going to hear a lot of them in the future if you haven't already, just ignore them."

Jennifer gets a call and has to rush back upstairs.

You’re left alone in the breakroom. The day drags on and you talk to the elves as they stop for their break, working hard to lift their moral.