audrey (bidabble) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-08-20 22:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, audrey, michael glass |
Who: Michael Glass and Audrey Baxter
When: After this conversation
Where: Baxter Bakery
What: Job Interview
Rating/Warning: Low/None
Status: Complete
Audrey was actually pretty excited about interviewing a man to work at the bakery. She wasn’t fussed about his lack of experience. Besides, it’d be great to have another musician running about, considering how Draco and Robert were around so much making the place sing. She wasn’t getting her hopes up (yeah, right) they still had to do the interview thing, the application, and the background check. But Audrey was feeling … optimistic.
She was sitting at a table near the front window with some paperwork on the day and time in question, and whoever it was behind the counter would direct Michael to her table when he came in.
Michael was running late for his meeting with Audrey and even with his limited experience with jobs, he knew that might not look very good for him and while a bakery might not be his ideal job it was better than nothing which was what he had now. And Audrey seemed nice when they’d talked over the network and set this up so she might be willing to schedule him around his gigs and meetings with the label. Even if those meetings weren’t being very productive for him right now, but he knew before coming out that the process might be a little slow.
He waited patiently in line to order a coffee and ask the girl working the register where Audrey was and then drink in hand made his way over to the table. “Audrey? I’m Michael Glass,” he told her, holding his hand out to shake hers before taking the seat across from her with a friendly smile on his face. He was nervous about this but he hoped it wasn’t too obvious.
Audrey sat up a little and turned her eyes from the paperwork to the boy standing next to her table. Okay, man. Young man. He was very handsome, too. That was nice. Not that the girls in her employ weren’t attractive. Audrey didn’t normally feel limited by a person’s sex or gender as to whether or not she was attracted to them. She’d had just as much romantic and sexual experience with women as she’d had with men. Well, until Merlin came along, that is. Now she was a one-man woman. Exclusively and for the rest of her life. It was a little terrifying, but it was also absolutely thrilling. And quite comfortable.
Audrey broke into a bright smile, and reached forward to shake his hand, then let him sit. “Hello, Michael! I’m Audrey. How’s your morning?” She asked. “I take it you’re not an early riser?”
Michael thought for a moment about lying and telling her he was an early riser but decided against it, the truth would come out soon enough when he started work. “No Audrey I’m not,” he told her, taking a sip of his coffee. “I’m more alert in the afternoon but I’m mostly a night person. But today, I just didn’t get out of the house early like I wanted. I was messing around with my guitar, writing some new music and I lost track of the time,” he admitted. “I thought I’d set my phone alarm but it was set for pm not am. It won’t happen again,” he told her. The one thing he was certain working at the Bakery would have in common with music was that being on time was going to be important and he didn’t want Audrey to think he was unreliable.
“Hey, that’s okay. It takes all kinds.” Audrey said, giving him a grin. She knew lots of people who weren’t early risers like she was. Honestly, before she owned her own bakery, she was a bit of a night owl. “Actually, I’m kind of hoping that you’ll take the night shift. The cafe’s open from five thirty am until nine pm, and I leave here at three pm. I need someone to come in and help close up the shop. I can run you through it a few times, and there are a couple of other girls who will be here... the kitchen is open twenty-four hours a day, but the cafe closes.” That was a lot of info all at once. Audrey gave him a moment.
“Here’s an application. Just fill it out, I’ll go get you a coffee. Sparkling latte?” She slid the paper across the table to him and gave him a bright smile.
Michael couldn’t help but relax a little when Audrey grinned at him, apparently not concerned about the fact that he wasn’t a morning person. He listened to her explanation about hoping that he’d take the night shift. Working nights and getting off at nine or a little after would give him the day for his music and hanging out with his friends. He and Shane would still have late nights for video games and depending on where Eve find a job, the two of them might be able to work the same hours. “I could handle the night shift Audrey. I wouldn’t be working every day would I? I’m just wondering so I can know how to handle appointments for my music. If I need to schedule them for early in the day or what.” He hoped that he would have at least 1 weekday off a week for his music career but he wasn’t going to push about it.
He nodded in response to her inquiry about a sparkling latte, realizing that he’d finished his coffee at some point. “Thanks Audrey,” he said his attention already focused on filling out the application she’d given him.
“Not every day, no. I mean, you’ll have two days off a week, I suppose... at six hours a day, that’s thirty hours each week. It’s just above minimum wage to start, with full benefits. I might be able to get you more hours, too, depending on how I can work things out with the accountant.” She added. Audrey had to hire someone on to help her keep the books. She was more creative, and all of this management stuff was hard for her. But she was keeping a good business running, and that was the most important part.
“Sure.” She climbed out of the chair and headed behind the counter to grab him a drink. Aside from being an incredible baker, she was also a talented barista. She made a latte with the sparkling milk from Link’s farm, and brought it out to him, along with a croissant on a plate. Then she sat back down again.
“I don’t mind working weekends if somebody wants them off. I’m flexible for the most part. I just wanted to make sure I’d have the time for the meetings I’m trying to line up,” Michael told her meeting her gaze. “I’m not worried so much about how many hours I’ll have Audrey, but knowing that it’ll be about thirty each week maybe more is nice. I just really want the job to help pay the bills at the house so it’s not all falling on my housemates.” The truth was Sam had paid off the mortgage and left him money to cover taxes and upkeep with a little left over but he didn’t want to touch the money if he didn’t have to, he wanted to keep it sort of like a safety net. Everything Audrey was telling him sounded familiar from things he’d heard from Eve and other friends who had regular jobs. And he knew from his parents that full benefits was definitely a good thing and that not every place offered them so the fact that Audrey did was a definite plus in his book.
He looked up at her as she took the seat across from him again. “On references, you want me to leave it blank or give you the names and numbers of places I’ve played?” he asked her. The people who’d paid him to play had technically been his employers he knew but the jobs hadn’t been anything like this so he wasn’t sure.
“You can put down personal references,” Audrey said, leaning over to look at the form. She wasn’t all that fussy about getting all this information from her employees. As much as she liked to be thorough, she knew that the turnover rate for deli workers and baristas was high. “People, other than your parents, that you’ve known for a long time. Who I can call to discuss your work ethic. Priests, Teachers, Family Friends...” She suggested, eyes running over the form. “Everything else seems to be in order. We can get you started whenever.”
“I’ve got three that are local. Although I got to tell you, Shane might lie if you ask him. He’s my best friend but he’s an asshole sometimes. And as for putting my parents down, I haven’t told them about the move yet,” Michael told her as he filled out the form, pulling his cellphone out to double check the number for Claire as he wrote it down. He’d saved it when she’d called him from it the first time so he’d never had to learn it.
He put his pen away and handed Audrey the application. “Well I’m free now if you want to start my training.”
“That’s fine. Not a problem. We’ll do a trial beginning of your training today, and I’ll send this information on to my accountant. He does the background check and sets up the social security... stuff... and the benefits. All of that.” She nodded, and put the paperwork into a folder, then collected everything from the table and stood. “Roll up your sleeves, boy, you’re about to learn an awful lot.” A grin was on her features as she turned to lead him back behind the counter.
“Sounds good to me Audrey,” he stood up when she did and grinned as he followed her behind the counter, ready to learn. Working at the bakery sounded like it was going to be a lot of fun if for no other reason than his new boss seemed fun.
The End? Nah. Just the beginning! :)