An opening

Gwen clocked in and set her coat in a small locker. It was one of a few that were set aside for employees to stash their belongings without them being thrown out or confiscated. Naomi looked around the work station. It seemed mostly empty and by the disorganized looks of the cafe itself, understaffed. A perfect opportunity to fill in the missing roles. A shorter woman emerged from the storeroom. She had blonde hair and her outfit seemed sloppily put together. A hat loosely hung on her head and her apron seemed to have been merely thrown over herself. Her outfit didn’t necessarily seem skimpy but more so unintentionally revealing.

“Hey, Teri. Cleaning up back there?” Gwen called across the cafe, her head buried in her locker.

“You know me, making more messes than cleaning them.” Her eyes looked up and caught Naomi. “Who’s this?”

“Hi, I’m Naomi. I know my roommate works here and was wondering if there were open positions.” Naomi stood there cutely as the blonde in front of her tried to fix her outfit a little.

“Well, you’re in luck. Our staff have been quitting too often. Recently, it’s just been combinations of the four of us. Our latest waitress took off and we’ve been filling in for her lately. Other than that job, while you’re still learning, we’d be happy to do the other jobs.” Teri exclaimed.

“Great! Where exactly do I sign up? Is there a number I have to call?”

“Don’t bother! The boss hardly checks her phone or messages, which is more often than she does actually check in here. I’ll send her a letter saying to add you to the payroll. You are already hired as of right now!” Gwen butted in, now in uniform. “We’ll find you a uniform and tomorrow I’ll start your training. After you’ve found something that fits you, just stay put in here and we might need you later.”

Like mentioned before, the uniform was an apron and something to match the color scheme of the cafe. Optional pieces included a black and green hat, gloves if necessary, and other miscellaneous things. Naomi followed Gwen back to the lounge room to look for a spare uniform.