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At any rate, I decided to go to the store to talk to them. I didn’t know what was going on, and I guess it would be more appropriate to say that I failed to hear what was going on.
I chose this part-time job because it was close to my house and I was looking for a short-term job.
As far as I can tell, this is the only place that satisfies these two conditions at this time of year, so if I’m going to do it, this is the place. It’s too much trouble to search for another one.
The question is what happened to the manager…….
When I arrived at the restaurant, I was shown to a seat in the back and waited, just as I had done in the previous interview. I’m going to sit proudly this time, too. If they tell me to go home again, I’ll snap.
A woman comes out from the staff room. Her name plate says ‘manager’.
Well, I guess she’s probably playing a store manager game or something. Not just a chief for a day, but a store manager for a day. Only the child of the store manager is allowed to do that.
“I’m Kitamura, the manager of the store. I look forward to working with you.”
“I’m Sahara You. Nice to meet you.”
The manager, Kitamura san, politely exchanged greetings with me, despite my idle thoughts.
She was in her late twenties, I guess. She looks younger than the manager I met the other day. That’s right, that’s what I came here to ask.
“What happened to the manager the other day?”
“……Sahara kun, are you a tight-lipped guy?”
“I’m tight-lipped as a diamond.”
“You’re funny.”
Kitamura san looked around, lowered the volume of her voice, and began to explain.
“The manager before…..he was assigned to this store in April, and it seems that he used his managerial authority to hire all the young girls. When we hire part-time workers, we have the head office check their resumes and screen them to make sure there are no problems before deciding whether to accept or reject them. You know, nowadays there are part-time job terrorism cases on social media, right? In such cases, the manager prepares a written report and sends it to the head office, but it was discovered that he was artificially excluding men.
So….”
Kitamura san scanned the area once more to double-check that no one was listening, and then she lowered her voice even more.
“The head office became suspicious and asked him about the situation, and it was discovered that he had been power-harassing a someone who was originally a part-timer,……making his own rules that were not in the manual, and eventually groping a high school girl…..and he was immediately disciplined and dismissed.”
That manager……he was a real jerk. The only people allowed to take JK home are clean-shaven office workers. But if you really do that, you’ll be sent off with a red card.
“I see……so that’s why Kitamura san became the manager instead.”
“That’s the gist. I myself was the assistant manager of another store until the other day.”
“I see. I thought that the assistant manager here would be the temporary deputy manager for that kind of thing.”
“I haven’t heard any details about it, so I can only speculate….assistant manager is also obligated to report any problems at the store to the head office, so if I neglected to do so, it would be a matter of trust….I wonder what I’m talking to the part-timers about….Sahara kun, please don’t tell anyone about this.”
Kitamura san put her hands together in a begging pose. Please don’t worry. I’m such a stubborn guy that I still keep the request from that bald guy.
That said, there is one thing that remains in doubt.
“Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone. But why did you hire me? that manager already rejected me….”
“Umm, I’m not sure about that part. …I also looked at Sahara kun’s written findings, and it said nothing but good things….what was the interview like?”
“I was told I could go home early.”
“Eh….what do you mean by that?
Apparently, Kitamura san had not been told anything. I explained what had happened in the interview from scratch. Every time I say something, Kitamura san’s face becomes distorted.
“What’s that……horrible……I’m really, really sorry…….”
“No, I think it’s safe to say that Kitamura san, who was an assistant manager at another store, had nothing to do with it…..”
I didn’t really understand the real reason I was hired, but I understood the general situation.
From what I’ve heard, it seems like there won’t be any problems working with Kitamura san if she’s the store manager.
After that we discussed the details of the job, received the necessary documents to be submitted, and went home.
*****
The next day, I visited the store again and was shown to the staff room by Kitamura san. There is a table and chairs in the center of the room, and it looks like I can take a break here.
Two doors leading to the back of the room separate the men’s and women’s changing rooms. I took the uniform I had been given and changed in the locker room.
With this, I will make my debut as a staff at a family restaurant. Okay, I’ll do my best.
I opened the door as if I was leaving the fitting room of a clothing store.
“How do you like it, Manager, does it suit me?”
“Yeah, You kun. It looks great on you.”
I thought I was hearing an auditory hallucination from my secret nervousness. But there was no way I could have mistaken her appearance. Is it worth it to see such a beautiful girl around?
W-why are you here and blooming?
Tachibana san…….
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