[Topic Entered as INPC: Yamazaki Yuri ]
This is audio log... you know, it's not important. So I needed a need a job. The first thing on my mind was to see the morgue but, after some thought I realized that the hiring process might take sometime. Instead, I decide to take on a more low tier job until I was sure I could I had acquired a job. I choose that I wasn't going to let EVERYONE know of my past position as a Chunin. After about twenty minutes or so I came across a small diner with a help wanted sign and decided to investigate.
The owner seemed quite generous and was willing to give me a shot due to my professional attire he claimed. Yet I had to change out of my normal business suit skirt and jacket combo and put on pants, which was fine because it seemed more fitting for a waitress anyway. I had to leave my belongings on the floor near the stoves in the back though. Not too comfortable with that because nearly the rest of my life was in that bag for now. *Sigh* I just had to trust that the kitchen staff were decent people. Today's task at Domashi's Neon Noodle, busing tables. My current attire consisted of black dress heels, grey suit pants, a white blouse with just the top button undone, a black utensil waist apron, correction glasses, and light brown hair warped in a bun held by a blue ink pen. I thought that if I did well, I could probably get a solid meal for today here and maybe through tips get something to snack on for the remainder of the day to take back to the apartment. But most importantly, I just might get the job.
This is audio log... you know, it's not important. So I needed a need a job. The first thing on my mind was to see the morgue but, after some thought I realized that the hiring process might take sometime. Instead, I decide to take on a more low tier job until I was sure I could I had acquired a job. I choose that I wasn't going to let EVERYONE know of my past position as a Chunin. After about twenty minutes or so I came across a small diner with a help wanted sign and decided to investigate.
The owner seemed quite generous and was willing to give me a shot due to my professional attire he claimed. Yet I had to change out of my normal business suit skirt and jacket combo and put on pants, which was fine because it seemed more fitting for a waitress anyway. I had to leave my belongings on the floor near the stoves in the back though. Not too comfortable with that because nearly the rest of my life was in that bag for now. *Sigh* I just had to trust that the kitchen staff were decent people. Today's task at Domashi's Neon Noodle, busing tables. My current attire consisted of black dress heels, grey suit pants, a white blouse with just the top button undone, a black utensil waist apron, correction glasses, and light brown hair warped in a bun held by a blue ink pen. I thought that if I did well, I could probably get a solid meal for today here and maybe through tips get something to snack on for the remainder of the day to take back to the apartment. But most importantly, I just might get the job.