"Would you like a bag?" I asked forcing a smile as I served a customer. I got a grunt in return only presuming it meant yes.
I arrived back in Vegas 2 days ago, I had done the photos for the crew and now I was back to reality. Scanning items, bagging them up and processing payments.
There was a stage in my life where I enjoyed this job, I would look forward to coming in and working my shift with a smile spread across my face. But now the smile was forced, I had no enjoyment and I was seriously beginning to detest rude customers.
I had done my best to avoid Mark, I hadn't seen him but from the clocking in sheets, I knew he was here.
"Luna." My manager spoke making me look over the aisle as I headed back to my flatbed of stock.
"Yeah?"
"A word. My office." He ordered.
Anxiety rose up into my tummy as I followed him off the shop floor and upstairs into the office.
"Take a seat." He smiled.
Sinking into a padded swivel chair, I folded my hands on my lap. "Have I done something?" I asked worried.
"That depends.. Have you done something?" He asked playfully.
"N-no. I- I don't think I've done anything wrong."
"I'm playing with you. Relax, just a performance review, you know I try and skip these cause to be honest? They are a waste of time, you know you're doing a good job." He smiled reassuringly.
"Okay." I replied giving a sigh of relief.
"So how are things?" He asked making small conversation whilst he ticked at boxes with a smile on his face.
"Good. Yourself?"
"Brilliant, taking the wife away on holiday this year. Venice, of all places but still, she wanted to go." He replied.
"That's nice. I hope you have a good time, I bet you'll enjoy it more than her." I replied.
"Most likely.... Are you happy in your job role?" He asked looking up to me.
"Yes." I lied, lately this job had been painful.. Very painful.
"Is there any ways you would like to improve your performance?" He asked reading the next question.
"I'd like to learn more about the running of the store, understanding delivery logs and tracker." I replied.
"I can do that. Anything else?"
I shook my head "Can we come back to that?"
"Sure. Sure, do you feel like a respected member of the team?"
"Yes."
"Do you enjoy working as part of a team or alone?"
"I don't mind, it depends entirely on the task, if it's date checking then it's easier to be with someone as it gets done quicker and more throughly plus I get less distracted in having to run back to the till."
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Forsaken
Fanfiction"-No offence. But I thought with a last name of Goodwin? You'd have nothing but good luck." He scoffed and looked down at his phone. "You have no idea.." ---------**--------- Aspiring photographer, Luna Kasper Clarke moved to America to follow her...