Turtle and Canary, Tuesday
So it was Frank's first day at work ever -- which meant, naturally, that he was going to spend the whole morning wandering around the store and getting his bearings. Because that was what he did.
By noon, he was able to parrot off exactly where any single item in the store was located, and could even give someone directions on the quickest way to pick up any combination of items without any unnecessary walking. Because Frank cared.
Research thus done, he headed back to the counter, where he sipped on a frappuccino (shut up, they were delicious) and drummed his fingers idly on the table while he waited for customers. People had those when they worked at stores, right?
He really hoped he was right.
By noon, he was able to parrot off exactly where any single item in the store was located, and could even give someone directions on the quickest way to pick up any combination of items without any unnecessary walking. Because Frank cared.
Research thus done, he headed back to the counter, where he sipped on a frappuccino (shut up, they were delicious) and drummed his fingers idly on the table while he waited for customers. People had those when they worked at stores, right?
He really hoped he was right.