Emily Starts Work

Emily skipped along breezily on her way to her first shift at Adventureland. While she had felt that the interview with Mr Jackson had gone well, she was surprised and delighted to be offered the job there and then. She had obviously answered the questions correctly as Mr Jackson had seemed to really be listening to her, and was very attentive to her while she sat across from his desk surrounded by cardboard boxes. He must be terribly important, she considered, and really selfless and considerate to have all those boxes of cuddly toys, disposable cups and goodness knows what taking up all that space. His office was very small as it was, and all of that stuff must be really valuable if Mr Jackson himself had to look after it all in his office.

Adventureland was the first job she had been put forward for by Mr Francis at the TalentWorks employment agency, and she was terribly excited to have landed the job at the fairground. This was going to be such fun! Mr Francis had said that he had some positions in mind for Emily which would be ideal for somebody with her attributes, and despite her having no work experience he obviously knew his stuff!

As the weather forecast was for warm dry weather Mr Jackson had suggested Emily wore shorts or a short skirt this evening, and informed her that Adventureland would provide a staff t-shirt and cap by way of uniform. Therefore she reported dutifully at the office wearing a pair of light grey jersey shorts (cool and allowing freedom of movement, she thought) and a white vest top.

Mr Jackson was looking forward to working with his latest recruit. ‘First, call me Alan,’ he instructed her. ‘We are all family here, so think of me more as a friend than a boss.’

Emily just knew that this was going to be the best job ever. Mr Jackson, sorry – Alan, was so kind and considerate. In order to make sure she was issued with the correct uniform he had her hold her arms out and turn around slowly while he very carefully worked out the exactly perfect size.

In the staff changing room Emily realised that despite Mr Jackson, Alan, being so clever and precise, there must have been a mistake with the labelling of the t-shirts. She deposited her small bag and her vest top in her assigned locker and slid the key into the pocket of her shorts, then pulling her new t-shirt over her head found it to be at least a size smaller than expected. The bright yellow shirt was really quite figure-hugging, and Emily was a little disappointed to see that it clearly showed the outline of her bra and pushed her large breasts together beneath the blue Adventureland logo across the chest. She wondered for a moment whether Mr Jackson might think it better if she didn’t wear her bra under this shirt. No, she decided, being such a kind and clever boss he would want her to be comfortable, so she kept the bra. Across the back of the shirt, blue text read ‘Grab me if you need help,’ which was a nice message for the customers she would be assisting. The hem of the shirt reached just lower than Emily’s belly button, so she couldn’t quite make it reach the waistband of her shorts, leaving a strip of skin an inch wide visible. Mr Jackson would be furious with whoever labelled the shirts if he knew there had been a mistake so Emily decided she would not bother him with it. She popped the yellow Adventureland cap on her head, poked her blonde pony tail through the slot at the back, and walked out to start her new job.