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neutral_omensDate: 11 August 1999
Status: Public
Setting: Tadfield Manor
Summary: Pollution decides on finding a job
If he was going to be in the area and he was going to settle for a while, he might as well do something with his time.
That was the general opinion that finally resulted in Pollution deciding to apply for a job at Tadfield Manor. If bartending didn't work out, he could always see if they'd like a part-time DJ or, if he had to, he could just look for a job at some bar or pub in a town nearby. He could do other things, of course - hell, he could even manage a job so odd as a dance instructor, if need be - but he preferred to stick to the regular old work. Intoxication of the human body was easily one of his favourite little games. The creation of a good mixed drink or the development of a good drug, one that could leave someone smashed or stoned before they even felt it take effect, was an art form and Pollution took great pride in his work. So much pride, in fact, that tending bar had become the only time that he intentionally restrained himself from mussing up glasses, letting the alcohol do the job instead.
But that wasn't the point. The point, rather, was that he needed something to do between trips off to New York or Belgrade or wherever else he decided to go. A world tour was fun every once in a while but sometimes Pollution liked to have somewhere to come back to. So he parked his newly purchased motorbike outside and wandered into the lobby, a small flurry of crisp packets fluttering about his ankles and drifting to rest alongside the muddy prints left by is sneakered feet. Glancing about as he came up to the front desk, he set his application down and tapped the bell, paying no mind to the cloud of tarnish that suddenly covered the silver.
Name: P. White
Age: 23
Type of being: Humanish
Job desired: Part or full-time bartender
Previous work and/or relevant experience: Occasional bartending to cover travel expenses
Work availability (please indicate preferred days and hours): Any days, any hours, on the understanding that I do tend to
travel
Please list your references here:
Jack Teller
c/o Agenda
Minster Court
3 Mincing Lane
London
EC3R 7AA
Tel: 0871 223 5485
Amelia Bradford
c/o Barcode
6 E Grace St
Richmond, VA
23219-1740
USA
Tel: 001 804 648 2040
Tarak Patel
c/o Athena
41/44 Minoo Desai Marg Colaba
Bombay (Mumbai)
Tel: 00 91 22 202 8699
Status: Public
Setting: Tadfield Manor
Summary: Pollution decides on finding a job
If he was going to be in the area and he was going to settle for a while, he might as well do something with his time.
That was the general opinion that finally resulted in Pollution deciding to apply for a job at Tadfield Manor. If bartending didn't work out, he could always see if they'd like a part-time DJ or, if he had to, he could just look for a job at some bar or pub in a town nearby. He could do other things, of course - hell, he could even manage a job so odd as a dance instructor, if need be - but he preferred to stick to the regular old work. Intoxication of the human body was easily one of his favourite little games. The creation of a good mixed drink or the development of a good drug, one that could leave someone smashed or stoned before they even felt it take effect, was an art form and Pollution took great pride in his work. So much pride, in fact, that tending bar had become the only time that he intentionally restrained himself from mussing up glasses, letting the alcohol do the job instead.
But that wasn't the point. The point, rather, was that he needed something to do between trips off to New York or Belgrade or wherever else he decided to go. A world tour was fun every once in a while but sometimes Pollution liked to have somewhere to come back to. So he parked his newly purchased motorbike outside and wandered into the lobby, a small flurry of crisp packets fluttering about his ankles and drifting to rest alongside the muddy prints left by is sneakered feet. Glancing about as he came up to the front desk, he set his application down and tapped the bell, paying no mind to the cloud of tarnish that suddenly covered the silver.
Name: P. White
Age: 23
Type of being: Human
Job desired: Part or full-time bartender
Previous work and/or relevant experience: Occasional bartending to cover travel expenses
Work availability (please indicate preferred days and hours): Any days, any hours, on the understanding that I do tend to
travel
Please list your references here:
Jack Teller
c/o Agenda
Minster Court
3 Mincing Lane
London
EC3R 7AA
Tel: 0871 223 5485
Amelia Bradford
c/o Barcode
6 E Grace St
Richmond, VA
23219-1740
USA
Tel: 001 804 648 2040
Tarak Patel
c/o Athena
41/44 Minoo Desai Marg Colaba
Bombay (Mumbai)
Tel: 00 91 22 202 8699
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Date: 2005-08-17 05:56 pm (UTC)"Yes, we certainly could use a few more weekday patrons. What did you have in mind?"
Business acumen was about the most prized attribute any employee could possess. If her new part-time bartender had some, she'd certainly try to make the most of it!
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Date: 2005-08-17 07:10 pm (UTC)"Attractions," he stated after a pause and smiled vaguely. "Patrons have to have something that attracts them to a place, especially when it's one of many places to go and happens to be somewhere out of the way. Tadfield Manor really isn't in an amazingly convenient location for much of anything aside from vacations. If vacationers are the target audience, that's perfect and you just need more advertising, otherwise..." He shrugged. "Do you have a list of planned and organised activities? Anything from turning the bar into more of a club once a week to holding, say, a talent night. The right plans draw people in from the comforts of their own homes and, once they're in, they can be convinced to come back."