Jack's First Day of Work
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Yay, finally I get to post! LOL I've been working at this slowly over the past two days when I've had the chance, so...judging by the title of the chapter, it was – hopefully – worth waiting for!
Jack reported to G. Will Liquors right on time on Monday morning. He was what Billy, the manager, referred to him as a "trainee." Billy said that trainees had to help scan people's purchases and give receipts. Today he was paired with the only other person working there at the time.
"I'm Dani," the girl said.
Dani had black hair in a ponytail that had green streaks going through it. She was about five and a half feet tall and looked bored, like she didn't want to be here. Her arms were crossed over her chest. Jack noticed that she had brown eyes and a pierced eyebrow.
"What's th' drinkin' age?" Jack asked.
Dani gave him a weird look. "Are you kidding?"
"If I was kidding, I'd kid about how I love yer 'air."
"Billy said there was a new guy here from the Caribbean. He failed to mention how much of a nutcase you are."
"Exactly! Not familiar with th' country, don't know the drinkin' age."
"Twenty-one," she said, picking at something on the counter.
Dani appeared to be just barely twenty-one. Was she even that old?
Jack picked up something cream-colored that looked like a weird sort of pistol. He picked it up and saw that red lights followed it.
"That's interesting," he said, having the red trail to his forearm. The red lights illuminated his pirate brand and sparrow tattoo.
"That's for scanning purchases, not yourself." Dani took the scanner from him. "Duh. God, what, are you from, Dreadlock and Bandana Land?"
"I'm from Jack Sparrow Land. Rum and gorgeous women everywhere! It's a wonderful place, love, really."
Dani eyed him curiously. "Are you drunk or something?"
"No?"
"Then you're a bit obsessed with 'Pirates'."
"Pirates? I was one!"
"Yes. I'm sure you were."
"No, really, I was! Ya see...I was Cap'n o' th' Black Pearl back in my day...a ghost ship, nigh uncatchable..."
"Oh...you were now, were you?"
"That's 'ow I got th' brand!" Jack thrust his right arm at Dani. "See? P fer pirate!"
"The only people that get brands nowadays are gang members."
"Well, I was a pirate! I'm Captain Jack Sparrow! Do I not look it?"
"You look like a stoner."
"Now, love, that's not very nice to throw stones at people. Cap'n Jack wouldn't do that, would 'e?"
"This isn't the Middle Ages –"
"1700s."
"Middle Ages, 1700s, whatever. No one throws stones at anyone for punishment anymore. A stoner..." Dani put up her thumb and index finger and took a breath in.
Jack cocked his head to one side and frowned.
"Weed."
Silence.
"Marijuana?"
Silence.
"Drugs."
"Ah, medicine. No, I take no medicine."
Dani looked very annoyed. "No!" She sighed in exasperation. "A stoner is – never mind."
Jack told himself to ask Melissa what a stoner was.
"As I was sayin' before ye interrupted me...I had a ship called th' Black Pearl – actually, it was Barbossa's for 'bout ten years. See, 'e was my first mate..."
Jack couldn't help but notice Dani's annoyed expression.
"Ah, ya don't want t' 'ear a pirate story?"
"No. I don't. I don't want to hear your voice, either."
"Oooh, feisty! Just like Kate and Elizabeth. Terribly sorry t' inform you, love, I 'ave a lover already."
"I was not coming on to you. If my boyfriend were here, he'd kick your ass to the curb! Why did Billy even hire you?"
"I was 'onest. I told 'im I didn't want t' work 'ere."
Dani let out a surprised laugh. "He hired you because you said that you didn't want to work here?" she repeated.
"Aye! That Billy fella must love 'onest people, seeing as ye 'n' I are two very 'onest people." He paused. "Would ye like t' 'ear a pirate story?"
"Um, no, not really," Dani said.
"What else is there t' do? It's just ye 'n' me, love, unless you prefer silence or talkin' t' yerself. That just leaves me bored 'n' quiet, 'n', if ya so enjoy talkin' t' yerself, a li'l scared, so, for the benefit of both us, it's best that I tell ye a pirate story, whether ya want t' 'ear it or not."
Dani looked confused. "Huh?"
"Alright, perfect! Do ya want t' 'ear the one 'bout a mutiny or th' curse?"
"Neither, thank you."
"Ye're right, the one about me gettin' th' Pearl back is th' best. So, as I was saying before, I 'ad a first mate. 'Is name was Barbossa, and –"
Three hours had passed. Even though a few people had come through the store to buy some cases of beer, Jack kept on telling the story. He was sure that Dani was about to go mad – that's how he had a mad crew after all, they were around Jack – but he kept on talking. This was his favorite story, after all.
"'N' so then, I jumped into the water 'n' got on board th' Pearl!" Jack exclaimed. "The end. Great story, huh?"
Jack waited for a response, but all he got was a deadly look from Dani. She looked like she had a headache. She sighed and kept her eyes locked on him.
"See that freezer over there?" Dani pointed to a tall freezer filled with beer. "If you ever tell me a story that long again or about your fantasies about being a pirate, I will stuff you in there!"
"That's interesting," he said. "Usually everyone loves my stories."
Jack heard the doors open and someone walking in. He turned around to see Melissa smiling and walking to him.
"Hi!" she said, taking his hand. "Can you take a lunch break now?"
"Please," Dani said. "Take him!"
Melissa frowned. "What did you do, Jack?"
"Are you his girlfriend?" Dani asked.
"Um, yeah?" she asked. "Why?"
"I don't know whether to respect you or think you're crazy. Jack, here, told me a three hour long pirate story – three hours! How do you put up with him?"
Melissa looked at Jack. "Lunch break now." She dragged him by the hand outside and didn't let go of him until they were in her car.
"First, lunch," Jack said.
Melissa sighed and handed him one of the two sandwiches from her purse.
"You told her that you were a pirate? Jack, are you insane?!"
"Why don't ye tell me?"
"What were you thinking?! She thinks you're crazy! That girl is probably terrified of you."
"Actually, no, she just threatened to stuff me in th' freezer if I told her another story."
Melissa rolled her eyes. "I can't believe you. You don't just go off telling people that you're a pirate. They'll send you to Bedlam!"
"Bedlam?"
"It's where they used to keep the crazy people in England."
"But I am a pirate!"
"No one's a pirate anymore, though!" She paused. "What story did you tell her?"
"'Ow I got th' Pearl back."
Melissa rested her head against the headrest and closed her eyes. Jack saw that she did not look happy.
And that was Captain Jack Sparrow's first day of working at G. Will Liquors.
Melissa's Blog Entry
Why am I still with him? He's crazy. It takes someone who really loves him, I guess.
Love,
Melissa Rose