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Roleplaying, Plots & Quests / [PRP - Honesty] Honest Experience [Peach Lightning, Pink Lemonade]
December 28, 2020, 03:06:01 PM
It was day three of Peach Lightning's work experience week and so far Pink Lemonade was pleased with how she'd been handling herself. It seemed she did indeed have the right stuff (and technically the right blood, not that PL had mentioned it yet) for the hospitality business.
She had been making an effort to be a good boss, being more than helpful, taking the time to teach the young Phony (her niece!) the ropes, giving her tasks to do and generally just being supportive. Today that had all gone out the window.
Pink Lemonade was in a foul mood and only had enough smiles for customers. Three deliveries had come in wrong, the dishwasher had broken down and somebody had accused her of overcharging! All in all, it was a good day to leave PL alone and not a good day for mistakes.
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Peach was absolutely loving the work experience. When she had first laid eyes on the flyer about the offer, she ripped it from the wall and got to the place as fast as she was able to. She didn't know what but there was something about the restaurant business that she liked. The wells in her head were already turning about combining this and her other favorite thing, roller skates, into one.
The filly was really looking up to PL, so far things were great and the best boss she could ask for. Peach had learned a ton of things and was really getting the hang of it.
Today though, oh today. PL being off her game was getting to Peach. The little filly could only handle so much and felt a bit overwhelmed. She had forgotten to roll up enough napkin sets and was hurridly trying to catch up. Not to mention she had a few other tasks she hadn't gotten to yet. One of which she completely forgot what it was and would have to ask PL about eventually.
"Napkin down, fork, spoon, knife, roll." She kept repeating to herself.
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It was unfair to throw so much at the young Phony or to expect such high levels of perfection, but PL wasn't in the mood for leeway. There were three tables waiting to order and a phone call on hold that needed tending to.
"Peach, I need you to take a glass of water to table twelve, cover two." She didn't wait for the youngster to give a reply to the sharp command, just sped off towards the phone.
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Peach was pretty stressed out so far today and it wasn't even halfway through the day! She wanted to do her best for PL, she wanted to impress her so much. "Ok! Cover two, water to twelve." The filly went and grabbed a glass a water. First she stopped at two and set down the water. She took their order and went to the window to drop the ticket off.
She started to roll more napkins when something hit it. "Oh no, the water for twelve!" She started to get another glass of water filled before PL might notice.
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PL was having a low-voiced conversation (it was really a hiss) with one of the suppliers, barely stopping herself from yelling down the phone and telling him exactly what she thought of his delivery system.
But she was also watching the floor, particularly table twelve, which were looking around for assistance and still didn't have any water. What was Peach doing?
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Peach had no idea why she was so off today but she felt like she was going to let PL down if she gave up. She ran over to the bar and got new waters and rushed over to table twelve. "Here are your waters. What else can I get you?" No apologies, she wasn't going to say straight out that she forgot them to the customer or make any other kind of excuse.
She repeated their order back to them and went to drop off the ticket. What else did she have to do?
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Finally putting the phone down (see also: slamming), PL looked ever more frazzled than before.
"Peach," she called to her young waitress-in-training, her temper barely held in check as she stares out across the floor. The look she's giving isn't meant to be aimed at Peach, it's just a general 'today is bullshit' expression and it takes an effort to smooth her face back into something nicer.
"How are you doing? Have you got everything covered? I might need to run out a moment. I need to know you can handle it."
She had been making an effort to be a good boss, being more than helpful, taking the time to teach the young Phony (her niece!) the ropes, giving her tasks to do and generally just being supportive. Today that had all gone out the window.
Pink Lemonade was in a foul mood and only had enough smiles for customers. Three deliveries had come in wrong, the dishwasher had broken down and somebody had accused her of overcharging! All in all, it was a good day to leave PL alone and not a good day for mistakes.
-------
Peach was absolutely loving the work experience. When she had first laid eyes on the flyer about the offer, she ripped it from the wall and got to the place as fast as she was able to. She didn't know what but there was something about the restaurant business that she liked. The wells in her head were already turning about combining this and her other favorite thing, roller skates, into one.
The filly was really looking up to PL, so far things were great and the best boss she could ask for. Peach had learned a ton of things and was really getting the hang of it.
Today though, oh today. PL being off her game was getting to Peach. The little filly could only handle so much and felt a bit overwhelmed. She had forgotten to roll up enough napkin sets and was hurridly trying to catch up. Not to mention she had a few other tasks she hadn't gotten to yet. One of which she completely forgot what it was and would have to ask PL about eventually.
"Napkin down, fork, spoon, knife, roll." She kept repeating to herself.
-------
It was unfair to throw so much at the young Phony or to expect such high levels of perfection, but PL wasn't in the mood for leeway. There were three tables waiting to order and a phone call on hold that needed tending to.
"Peach, I need you to take a glass of water to table twelve, cover two." She didn't wait for the youngster to give a reply to the sharp command, just sped off towards the phone.
-----
Peach was pretty stressed out so far today and it wasn't even halfway through the day! She wanted to do her best for PL, she wanted to impress her so much. "Ok! Cover two, water to twelve." The filly went and grabbed a glass a water. First she stopped at two and set down the water. She took their order and went to the window to drop the ticket off.
She started to roll more napkins when something hit it. "Oh no, the water for twelve!" She started to get another glass of water filled before PL might notice.
---------
PL was having a low-voiced conversation (it was really a hiss) with one of the suppliers, barely stopping herself from yelling down the phone and telling him exactly what she thought of his delivery system.
But she was also watching the floor, particularly table twelve, which were looking around for assistance and still didn't have any water. What was Peach doing?
-------
Peach had no idea why she was so off today but she felt like she was going to let PL down if she gave up. She ran over to the bar and got new waters and rushed over to table twelve. "Here are your waters. What else can I get you?" No apologies, she wasn't going to say straight out that she forgot them to the customer or make any other kind of excuse.
She repeated their order back to them and went to drop off the ticket. What else did she have to do?
-----
Finally putting the phone down (see also: slamming), PL looked ever more frazzled than before.
"Peach," she called to her young waitress-in-training, her temper barely held in check as she stares out across the floor. The look she's giving isn't meant to be aimed at Peach, it's just a general 'today is bullshit' expression and it takes an effort to smooth her face back into something nicer.
"How are you doing? Have you got everything covered? I might need to run out a moment. I need to know you can handle it."
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