Forget You – Chapter Four – Job Time
Disclaimer: If I owned Fuller House, I would, well, I don't know what I would do.
Emma was sat in her small apartment, thinking. She hadn't long gotten back from her interview at Harmon-Fuller Pet Care. Over the last week, she had gone to many places to see if they would take her on so she could keep paying rent and buying the necessities but so far she had only heard back from three of the places she applied to, including Harmon-Fuller Pet Care.
For some reason, Emma hoped that she would get the job down at the pet care clinic. She could say it was a nice place and the owners seemed friendly, but in all honesty, she felt a connection between her and one of the owners, DJ. It might have just been that they could have a good friendship, but deep down, she felt it ran deeper than that.
When she had first met DJ earlier that morning, she felt a sense of familiarity, something she hadn't felt since she woke up in that hospital nineteen years ago. If she got the job, she would be around DJ more and she could try and figure out what that meant.
Deciding that over thinking was only going to hurt her – she had done that several times when trying to figure out who she was – Emma picked up the TV remote and flicked to a random channel before settling on reruns of an old show.
Before she knew it, several episodes had gone by and it was ten in the evening. Switching off the TV, Emma stood, deciding she wasn't hungry and moved to the bathroom instead to shower.
When she emerged twenty minutes later, her long blonde hair was in soaked strands trailing down her back, her bangs lying limply on her forehead. She decided against blow-drying it, it would take too long and it would dry overnight anyway. Emma picked up her hairbrush and began running it through her hair, starting at the ends and working her way up.
By the time she was done, her hair lay straighter than before, but she could already see the waves beginning to form. As she moved through the sitting room to her bedroom, she began to loosely tie her hair into a ponytail so that it wouldn't be too annoying during the night.
After climbing into bed and making herself more comfortable, Emma leaned over and hit the light switch, plunging herself into darkness.
The phone call came a week later telling Emma the date of her trail run along with what time she would need to be there and what she would be required to bring and do.
Finally, the day of her job trail came, and to say she was nervous – that was an understatement. She could not afford to screw this up. Her bank account was already running dry as it was.
So at nine fifteen in the morning, Emma was walking down the street towards Harmon-Fuller Pet Clinic dressed in the outfit she had picked out for that day. It was nothing flashy or over the top, but it was casual yet work appropriate at the same time.
When she reached the door, Emma glanced through the small window. Inside the waiting room was empty, much unlike what it had been the first time she entered. The doors to the examination rooms were open, and she assumed that DJ or Matt - the second owners name, as she had learnt - were preparing for the day ahead.
As she pushed open the glass door, a little bell chimed, alerting of anyone of her presence. Once the door was closed behind her, DJ popped her head out of the door to see who it was before smiling at Emma. "Good morning, Emma." She greeted, cheerily. "I hope you're ready for your first day? Oh, by the way, I love your outfit."
Emma smoothed down the front of her shirt in response. "Thanks." She replied. "And yes, I think I am ready. What do I need to do?"
DJ moved across the room towards the computer behind the desk, "So it's already signed in, the password and log in is right here," DJ pointed to a post-it note on the desk. "Just in case it gets logged out. When a customer comes in, you ask for their pet's name and who they were scheduled to see. You type that into the search bar and it should come up with said information and the time of appointment."
She glanced at Emma to see if she was following and Emma nodded. "If you need to book an appointment, click this sign here," DJ dragged the cursor over to the small plus sign. "And then you ask them what day and time they would like their appointment. If you put that information in, it will come up with either a blank space or information about another appointment. If it's full then tell them and ask for another appointment or suggest a different time, whichever is better. And if it's not then just fill in the pet's name and whoever they are going to be seeing. That was a lot to take in, have you got it?"
"I think so?" Emma's reply was more like a question. "But a few things, if I may. What if someone new wants to join the clinic? And what if someone phones in?"
"If someone new wants to join, write down their name, their pet's name, what animal it is, their phone number and their address. Matt or I will come and fill it in at the end of the day. If you get the job we will show you how to set it all up, but that is probably a bit too much information for today. And if someone phones in, then just do the same thing as if they were here in real life." DJ told her before adding. "Hey, don't be so nervous, you seem like a natural."
Emma laughed nervously and nodded at DJ. "I've got to finish setting up now, would you mind flipping the sign when nine thirty hits?" Emma nodded. "Alright, and remember, wear a smile, got to look happy for the customers." DJ joked as she wandered back into the exam room.
Ten minutes later, the front door burst open, causing Emma to jump. She looked up from her position behind the desk and saw a man rush into the staff room before re-emerging soon after. "DJ?" He called out, causing DJ to come back out of the exam room. "Oh, there you are."
"Here I am, where have you been?" She asked, looking straight up at him, hands on hips as if telling one of her own children off.
He smiled sheepishly at her as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Car troubles. And before you ask, I forgot to charge my phone last night so it's dead." He answered before she could ask.
DJ glanced behind him at Emma, who seemed to still be shocked by his sudden entrance and had sunk down a little into her seat. "Matt, I want you to meet Emma, the poor woman you just scared half to death by bursting in here."
Matt whipped around to look at the blonde. She did indeed look scared. "Oh, I am so sorry. We open in five minutes and I was late, forgive me." He moved over to the desk and held his hand out. "I'm Matt Harmon, one of the co-owners. It's nice to meet you Emma."
Emma had stood up from the chair she was sat at to greet Matt. "It's nice to meet you, Dr. Harmon, this is a really nice place you have here." She smiled.
In response, Matt just shook his head. "Oh, please, call me Matt. Dr. Harmon makes me sound like my dad. I'm sure DJ will let you call her DJ instead of Dr. Fuller, as well?" He turned towards DJ, directing the last part of his sentence at her.
DJ grinned in response. "Of course, Dr. Fuller seems too formal, and well, Dr. Tanner-Fuller is a bit too much. DJ is just fine, Emma."
Tanner. Tanner? Why does that name bring back that familiarity again? Emma thought to herself, zoning out a little.
She snapped right back to reality as DJ and Matt moved to get back to work. "Good luck, Emma!"
As the day progressed, DJ and Matt would occasionally take it in turns to quickly peep at Emma to see how she was doing. As the time passed, they could both see Emma becoming more and more relaxed. The customers loved her and she seemed to have a friendly aroma around her that was inviting to talk to.
Once the day was over, Matt and DJ both met up to make observations about Emma's trail day. "She seemed to be relaxed after a while and slipped into the flow."
DJ nodded, "And the customers seemed to love her."
"So is she through to the next round?" Matt joked as if he was an announcer on the X-Factor.
DJ laughed, "She is indeed. Add her to our interview list."
So Emma had her trail day and it seems to have gone well. The question is, will she get the job? What do you think? Things are going to start picking up about now, I think, at least within the next few chapters. There might be one or two jumps over a couple of months (in the story) so I can progress the plot on to where it has been planned. A quick note, I posted a Full House one shot from Stephanie's Wild Ride, it's an alternate to the real thing, and I'll be honest, it needs to be fixed up because I wrote it last night, half asleep. If you do feel like reading it, feel free to, you can find it on my profile.
