AN: Thank you so much for reading the first chapter and continuing on. It is very much appreciated. Best Christmas Ever. Haha jk. Anyway, Just wanted to let you know that Jacob won't be around for long, and you will be seeing the other characters, COUGH COUGH BRITTANY COUGH, soon enough. ;) Happy reading.
Chapter 2
"I'd like 4 chicken kabobs and 4 beef kabobs….actually, make that 5 chicken kabobs and 3 beef. You see, my daughter is on this 'I don't eat beef kick"…." Well if she says she's a vegetarian, then you might want to have a talk, Santana thought to her self. With a small stifled laugh, Santana quickly drowned out annoying customer number 5 that day. It's not that she didn't care about customer service, it's just that some people REALLY felt the need to share their entire life stories to anyone who would listen. Santana was starting to think this might be what she calls the California Complex. She really didn't remember such crazy customers back in Lima.
Finn stood a couple of feet away staring at the customer; to the average onlooker, however, it looked as though he was staring off into space. "You might want to be careful; it looks like you're drooling," Santana said with a slight smile."Huh…wait, what?" Finn asked as he ran his hand along his chin. Was he really drooling? "No, I just don't get some of these people. Do I really care why they want certain kabobs? No. If we sold toilet paper from this service case, do you think they'd tell us what their butt feels like today?"Santana laughed extremely loud which made a group of passing customers look into the meat department. "Hi, are you finding everything alright," she quickly covered. "Did I hear laughter, ladies?" Oh no. That could only be one person: Sue. She had this tendency to pop up whenever fun was about to begin. She was like the ultimate buzz kill…of life. "Laughter," she continued, "means that work is done, and the meat world never stops, so work can't POSSIBLY be done. Sandy, why don't you put out more fish…perhaps maybe some trout?" Eww, Santana thought. Trout look weird, no wonder why people don't really buy them. Their mouths are just waiting to suck everything in like a black hole in space. Stupid lips.
"And you," Sue continued, "Finn the giant, why don't you go organize the freezer. You're the only person here who can do it without a step stool.""Um, first, it's not Sandy," Santana interjected with a scowl. "My name is San…TANA…T…with a t. Not San…Dy…""Oh, okay, well I can't really call you Santy, now can I," Sue retorted.. "Because that, my dear, would allude to listeners that you should be wearing a red suit and that everyone you meet should sit on your lap, and well….that just seems like an HR issue, now doesn't it." Sue stared at Santana as if waiting for a response. "What, no response? Okay wonderful," Sue said before even letting Finn or Santana reply. "I know, fighting the boss man is hard. But you know what's really hard? Try being water boarded, now that's hard! Back to work!"Sue exited the meat department as the swinging door came crashing back and forth. A few customers tried to approach her upon her exit but she pretended to bird watch and ran as they looked up. How did that even work IN DOORS?Finn and Santana just shared an annoyed look and returned to their work.
Hours later, Santana was staring a trout dead in the eyes. Ha, a dead trout in the dead eyes. Oh man, she really needed to get a life."So, yeah, Rachel, I think that we should hang out some time." Jacob Ben Israel was going on and on to some girl that Santana had yet to officially meet. Was this girl actually interested in talking to this bizarre meat kid? "I'd really love to interview you. You know, up close and personal with my camera." Oh, cause that isn't weird. AT ALL."Hello, are you new here?" Santana felt someone staring at her. She looked up to find the girl in question staring at her. "Oh, uh, hi. Yeah, I'm pretty new here I guess you could say. I'm Santana, nice to meet you." Santana extended her hand as the other girl accepted it. She was overwhelmed by the girl's good looks as she examined her for the first time. Long brown hair led into dark brown eyes. Normally, brown eyes weren't really Santana's weak spot, but she couldn't deny that this girl was attractive. "I'm Rachel," the girl continued, "Rachel Berry. I work in produce, so I'll probably be seeing you around, you know, since our departments are practically touching," she added with a huge smile. Touching, yes, wait, I'm still touching her. Oh crap. Santana quickly retracted her hand. Oh, no. I can't like this girl. She looks OBVIOUSLY straight and after all my troubles with those types in Lima, I cannot go down that road…quite yet. Plus, she appears to be not completely repulsed by Ben-Dover…uh, I mean Jacob Ben, so the alarm on the crazy meter is already going off. STAY AWAY."Produce, you have a call on 2 0 1," the loudspeaker rang out. I'm really finding this automated system to be annoying as hell."Well," Rachel said as she headed for the door, "its been nice chatting with you Jacob, and nice meeting you, Santana," she said as she smiled widely and winked at me. Did she really just WINK at me? I don't even know how to take that. "AAaaahhhh….she's pretty." I glanced over to see Jacob creepily melting in his pants. Sick. "Uh, shouldn't you go take a break or something, Jacob?" I asked hoping he would get out of my ten foot radius."But, you hate when I take breaks, Santana, because you say I'm always on one.""Yes, as I said, shouldn't you go take a break?" I really just wanted the creep to get as far from me as possible. Plus, I needed to devise a plan to figure out more about this Rachel girl…not that I was interested, but it would help to get the inside info on the rest of the store from someone other than the creep with the video camera."Ken, please call 1212. Ken, please call 1212." Ken, who is that? I haven't met that guy yet, but he really seems to get called a lot.
"Hey," Santana directed at Jacob. "Who is that Ken guy that everyone keeps calling for on the intercom?" "Ohhh, that's Ken Tanaka. He's the ass man," Jacob replied without a second thought."Wait, what did you just say?" Perhaps Santana misunderstood him."No, I said ass man. You know, like ASSISTANT manager. Hahaha…" Jacob kept chuckling to himself as if he told the best dirty joke of the day. Sick."Oh, well what is he like?" Santana wanted to know more about someone that was pretty much directly above her in the grocery chain. She'd been here for over a month and still never seen the guy. That had to say something, right?"Eh….," Jacob appeared as though he were trying to find the right words. "He's a nice guy…he just seems…to be a pretty crappy boss, that's all." Could it be? A real honest answer from the slacker in the meat department? "He probably won't be here much longer, though. He's gay.""Wait, what? He's gay so they're getting rid of him?" Santana was furious. This had to be Jacob being an idiot when it came to facts."No, I mean I think he's transferring stores, but also, he happens to be gay. You've really gotta learn to keep up," Jacob said as if Santana had the brain ability of an infant."Oh, well who would they get to replace him if he leaves?" Santana somehow felt like she already missed him even though she didn't know him. Eh, screw it. Everything happens for a reason. Bring it on!Little did she know, the universe was about to bring it. For sure.