Who: Sirius Black and Sergei Melikov What: Applying for a job When: September 8th, afternoon Where: The Hound's Pint Warning: Lowish Status: Complete
Sergei knew that he needed a job. He could go straight laced and find something that was as far from the rough side of things as he could possibly get, or he could find something that wouldn't bore him out of his skull before the work even began. He wasn't sure which was the better choice, really, but he ended up at The Hound's Pint while he was searching and found out that they were hiring bartenders. He knew a thing or two about making a drink — mostly because he knew how to drink them once they were made — and figured it was as good a job as any. The sooner he obtained employment, the sooner he could get back on his feet and start feeling more like a man and less like a leech.
He asked to speak to the person in charge of the hiring process and was told to wait by the bar. He did so, wondering if he even had a chance considering his record. The fact that he'd gotten into a fight at a bar was probably not the best thing to put on his resume, but he figured the best way to have a chance was to be honest with the guy doing the hiring. Once he came out, Sergei offered his hand in greeting.
"Hello, I'm Sergei Melikov and I'm looking for a job. What's your policy on hiring guys that just got out of prison?"