I usually decided to spend the summer working, since I didn't need to worry about college. But that christmas I urgently needed a job for being able to buy a new computer and some other things like material for my art classes. I took a job at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. It wasn't difficult for me to get it, since it was, well, christmas, and seems like people prefer spending the holidays with their loved ones rather than worry about secondary things. Well, except me. As the loner I was, keeping my mind distracted and my pocket full was the definition of the best holiday possible.
I started the 20th, exactly five days before christmas. Some days earlier I called the pizzeria, asking about the job. The manager I talked to was very relieved to had found someone like me, someone who wanted to work these days. Scott, the one who I phoned, explained to me that they had very few employers who wanted to work during summer, even less during winter holidays. The guy told me that at the moment, they were only two, including himself. I even felt bad. The pizzeria was a place I always loved since I was a child.
Monday morning was a little bit rainy, but the strong wind blew away my sleepiness. He first thing I thought before finally waking up was that I should be enjoying the cold season with a cup of hot chocolate between my hands. But no, here I was, right about to enter for the first time in years into that old pizzeria.
I got a little bit nostalgic watching the children running down the path, chasing one after another. I thought Freddy Fazbear's was dead, but inside I discovered that a pile of work was waiting for me. I even get a little happy, telling myself I would feel myself as If I was eight again.
I went directly to the office, where Scott had explained to me where to find him the first day. So I knocked on the door, and a kind "come in" answered me.
Inside I found a guy with a smile as kind as his voice behind the desk.
"Ah!" he seemed to remember, and hurried to stand up. "You should be Mia, am I correct?" He offered his hand, and I shook it.
"Yes, nice to meet you sir" and he got back to his seat, indicating me to do the same.
"Please, call me Scott. I'm just the manager, not the boss" And he laughed. I shyly smiled.
"So," he continued "you're going to work from today till Friday, Mia?" he asked me, just to make sure, he explained after.
"Yes. I don't really care about how many hours, or from when to when" I told him.
"Oh." he looked at me awkwardly, stopping writing something to look at me in a little sad face "Don't you have plans for this Christmas
I was about to answer him, but he decided to let it go:
"Well, seems like neither of us have something more exciting to do than be here" he joked ,and Scott managed to make me smile again.I really liked how I seemed so comfortable with him, even if I just knew the guy.
He gave me a pair of documents and a pen. After writing my name down, he welcomed me to the job and gave me the official t-shirt every employer had. Then, since there wasn't a lot of kids around yet, he decided to take me to a tour around the place. I just found him very passionate. After all, I was just going to spend five days in there.
I would be working from 10am to 6pm. In winter there were the same number of people as in summer, but because of the day light and how it changed during the cold season, the pizzeria opened later and closed earlier.
We will be going to be three in total against the kids (he joked Scott). My job was just cleaning the tables and preparing the food. I honestly expected to do other things other that get the pizzas done, but apparently there wasn't much to do during the day. Scott managed the administration, so he explained me he usually would be at the office, but that if anything happened, he would be glad to help me in anything.
I was showed the kitchen, the dining hall and even the animatronics. Oh the memories of the past days… Then he took me to the private area, just for employers, he told me. He said I could change in there. He also gave me the keys for a locker. After finishing with all the instructions, he decided he would be joining me since it was my first day.
He told me to meet him at the dining hall. After that I was left alone in the room. Or that was what I thought.
I pulled out my shirt. And I was just about to grab my new uniform when I heard a groan. I turned around as fast as posiby, and then jumped when I saw there was someone lying in the couch. I screamed.
"Well good morning to you too, sweetheart~"
