Slow day so time for more bimbuzz

It was slow. More slow than she'd expect frankly. It felt like there should be more customers, as she finished restocking, and cleaning up. She took a moment sitting still, looking around the shop for anything else that needed to be done. She supposed that she could wipe down some tables, but she technically wasn't supposed to leave the kitchen unless someone else was around, so that'd have to wait until Morgan got back.

As she move to wipe down the coffee machine for a second time she felt the weight of her phone in her back pocket, she looked around, the store was empty, no sign of anyone heading this way, and Morgan was still on break for another fifteen minutes. It could hardly hurt to take a look at Bimbuzz could it?

No, just a quick peak. Maybe she'd take a look at that leaderboard that they'd mention. She was frankly unsurprised to see that the top two positions were porn accounts. Unsurprising. She thought she might even vaguely recognize one? Maybe it showed up on her feed once on twitter? Or she walked in on an ex-boyfriend looking at it or something? She wasn't sure. Definitely something vaguely familiar.

Both accounts had lewd icons displayed next to their name, which was interesting, especially since it implied that the app was willing to market itself on its lewdness, nothing surprising there. Many apps were porn friendly until they got big and then suddenly they stripped away anything that might slightly upset advertisers. Well. Who was she to question it?

She saw a handful of other accounts as well, though far less lewd than the two primarily porn accounts there were still plenty of photos on the screen to imply they were bordering on porn themselves.

Which was... interesting. Not surprising, she guessed, most photo sights were built off thirst traps. She looked around again, still no sign of anyone. That was good.

She needed to post 10 selfies right? And get a hundred likes on a post. That meant putting in at least some effort to the whole selfie thing, which was annoying but clearly the best way to level up.

She raised her phone above her, flipping to the camera feature, and smiled while holding up two fingers. Generic sure, but who cared?

She snapped the photo, quickly captioning it, "Quiet hour at work."

She looked around again, no one else, but one selfie was enough for now, she grabbed a photo from a protest last year and posted it as well. She'd post more on her lunch later.

She slid her phone into her pocket and washed her hands. Ready to greet the next customer to enter.

It was only shortly before Morgan returned that the next customer did indeed enter. Which itself was a normal enough encounter until she turned to make the coffee and she heard a softly muttered, "Damn that ass, though."

She shrugged the comment off, letting her soft anger boil over, she didn't have the energy to complain and yelling at him would probably end up backfiring in her face. Plus hearing the man complement her ass felt... strangely good? She supposed if the comment had come from someone she actually knew it'd be nicer, but it felt weird coming from a stranger.

She handed him his coffee with a false smile, and looked up hopefully when Morgan entered.

Shortly after Morgan had clocked in she swapped places with Gwendolyn. While she thought Gwendolyn was the better of the two at customer service, even she needed a break occasionally. So while Gwendolyn wiped down the tables Morgan took the orders of whatever customers stumbled in. She unfortunately noticed the larger man who'd just ordered sneaking peaks at Gwendolyn's ass every chance he got. She had a sudden understanding of Gwendolyn's need to not be dealing with customers.

She herself managed a fairly ordinary shift for the next hour before Gwendolyn left on her own thirty minute lunch break.