New job be damned. Some tests need to be done.

It feels laughable to Rose to continue her day with a job interview after everything that has just happened.

Yes, the job opportunity is probably the best one Rose is ever going to get in her current living situation, but after learning about the existence of some universal Truth, crawling on her hands and knees into an office to beg for a job so she could pay rent feels a bit ridiculous.
Not because she suddenly feels too powerful or important to have a job now, more because the existence of some abstract, floating concept of absolute Truth has suddenly and understandably moved to the forefront of her mind.

So how to proceed? Rose's still reeling from what she's just learned.
She stares at the ground in front of her, her thoughts racing around in her head. "Maybe I just need to see more proof. I need to know how it works exactly. Also, I'll need to figure out who the fuck that man was."

She suddenly stands up and looks around. Where to go?
Behind her, the inner city old town would be a perfect spot to see a lot of people going about their business.
On the other side of the road in front of her is a small park where many people are eating breakfast and reading newspapers in the morning sun.

She decides for the old down. She'll need many different people to really figure out what's going on in her own head.

With a nervous gate, looking around herself as if she'd be surprised by a hidden camera show host at any moment, she joins the diverse grid of alleyways and shopping streets that is the inner city.

Looking around, everything seems to be as usual.
Just when Rose starts to have doubts about the whole thing and fears of having missed a job interview for absolutely nothing start to bubble up in her, Rose almost runs into an older woman coming around a corner.
"Whoops, I'm sorry! Didn't see you there! My apolo.... Geez!..." Rose interupts herself as she locks eyes with the older lady.

The woman is maybe in her early to mid sixties and dressed in a brightly coloured dress with a grey jacket over her shoulders. Her dark red hair shows greying brown roots and her face looks up at Rose, still carrying the surprise from the narrowly avoided collision.
Above the lady's head, in bold letters that fade in and out of focus as her inner eye adjusts to the power, she can read a slice of Truth embedded within this woman.
"Adelaine Summers started to heavily explore her sexuality with more and more **** kinks after her conservative husband's ****."

Rose reels as she learns this heavily intrusive information about this random person.
"Oop, are you alright, dear? I'm sorry I didn't see you, I was ... distracted for a moment." The woman smiles apologetically and begins to step around Rose and continue on in her day.

Rose feels the urge to alter the Slice of Truth, simply because she could. At the same time, doubts of doing so creep up in the back of her mind.
She has no opinion on this woman and doesn't know her at all and yet she knows something presumably very private about her.
She might not ever see this woman again, so does that mean she's the perfect candidate for a test, or is it bad to alter that specific aspect of someone's life?

Within a single second, Rose makes a decision.