Back by unpolular demand...
June rolled in with a sweet scent in the air. And very divided students plus employees, embroiled in politics, were walking outside, randomly. Maybe they were sick of being in the same building with the people they had to backstab daily, to operate in peace. And if anyone spoke up, they would get grumpy because they were trying to live their lives. Also caring about other people's wellbeing wasn't judge worthy to them. The random person who got in trouble by the powers that be, because they were an unnecessary cost to the powers that be with money, was the one who got judged. The school employees defintiely felt this. There was a rumor that the word 'UNION' had a bigger name curse on it, than the word Voldemort. And that wasn't a rumor, that was the truth. Albus Dumbledore had in fact created a name curse on the word 'union'.
So that was why that June day, Gnomes, with their butts glowing, were flying around the Great Hall. The owls taught the gnomes how to fly, and the gnomes taught the owls how to burrow in the green house grounds, and defend the castle from outsiders. And Dumbledore taught both species how to spot unions, and attack said unions. That June day found Ruperti sitting in the Great Hall, reporting the company she joined, to her local magical union. She was employed at the Dark Arts and Crafts shop, she didn't work at the Hoggs Head Inn, after her intern. She also called the shamanistic inspector on the ho*s who worked under her, then overthrew her. All because she reported their friend in an outside agency, that came from the same hood as them. Said friend called them from her hood, to come join Ruperti's team, then isolate Ruperti.
Ruperti was furious. This meant war. Ruperti contacted her local magical union at once, and the healer-health inspector on these filthy beings. RUperti knew for sure that one cauldron was very hard to clean. She also knew her former boss and these filthy rats, wouldn't even be bothered to clean it, even if they were warned that a shamanistic inspector was coming to shut them down, if they didn't.
The shop dictator aka owner, wouldn't even get off her wobbly a** to try to get it cleaned either, if she knew the magical healer-health inspector was coming to shut her shop down. And the healer-health inspector probably did warn the walrus shop owner. And the walrus maybe sucked good cock, so the shamanistic inspector probably gave her shop a good mark for no reason. Ruperti remembered hearing something about black mold in the wall. Ruperti also saw black mold liquid in a box for sprays, in the area where vendors came to work at. Ruperti was the first vendor there, so she disposed of the box. If only if Ruperti reported it to the healer-health-inspector from the start. But no matter the area where the vendors were called to work had a lot of little nuggets, that would attract rats, doxies, bugs, trolls, flobberworms, and spam owls. Ruperti would get on dropping that little (dung)bombshell on the shamanistic inspector too.
So Ruperti gnashed her teeth and whipped out her weapon, prayer. She begin praying for the destruction of her corporate enemies. Boy were they goign to get it. The power of her prayer was not something any fool should mess with. Her prayer had 3x attack speed.
The image of the cocksucker, her former teammembers, being forced to clean the cauldron with rune groves(where ingredients stuck in them), brigthened her day. And soothed her soul. Scourgify and the heaviest cleaning potions couldn't clean those cauldrons easily. Ruperti remembered taking the effort to clean those cauldrons with her wand itself, just using the physical wand to stick it in there and clean(no spells). Ruperti thought the braindead outside agency could've cleaned it easily, but didn't. Because that was always the case with them. The teammember's friend went out of her way, to go wash cauldrons in the shop's dragonhide tanning area, that was a real saftey hazard. And Ruperti's clinically braindead teammember went with her on said teammember's first day. And targetted the shop employees, in the area they were suppose to use to clean cauldrons properly. Simply because those employees worked in that area. Brain damage was real. Rupertin's former boss got rid of her, and refused to fill her leadership position, because her teammembers don't want one.
But Ruperti's co-worker within the company, told her out these cauldrons were just filth magnets. So that was why Ruperti gleefully told the healer-health inspector that these filthy cauldrons were kept in the station area of the vendors, and they were just filled with filthy, leftover potion ingredients. And those filthy, leftover potion ingredients were stuck inside them for months on end, maybe for years, for all Ruperti knew. And that the new teammembers would never bother to even ask someone to clean them.
So Ruperti didn't give two dragonpoops if her former co-worker within her former company probably had cauldrons as filthy too. And if many company employees worked with equally filthy cauldrons. Ruperti told the healer-health inspector about her former workplace, having such filthy cauldrons. And the shamanistic inspetor had told her they would check the vendor workstation in the back of the shop, because they only checked the vendor set up in the shop on their first visit. And they also only checked the shop. But now they would check the workstation.
The shop owners probably disuaded the shamanistic inspector from going to the work station in the back, or failed to tell them about it. And Ruperti's former boss probably worked with the shop owner, to cover up the workstation reality. The healer-health inspection thought everything looked clean because they just saw the display in the shop, instead of the workstation in the back. And because they missed Ruperti's teammembers touching their wands before touching edible food. Wands had all kinds of germs on them including E-coli, feces, etc. Assistant shop owners accompanied the shamanistic inspector around during the inspection, because Ruperti's former boss was miles away. Ruperti heard the assistant shop owners became dictators to her former teammembers, which Ruperti wished she could've saw in person.
But Ruperti saw the back workstation, and saw how extra filthy it was because of the nasty teammembers. She knew they did whtever they wanted, even things the assistant shop owners banned them from doing, when no one was watching. Rupertin knew they did whatever Ruperti told them not to, when she wasn't watching. Which meant they were breaking every rule in the company handbook, atleast once. It would be one thing if they were trying to get in the Guinsess World Records. But this was just proof that shop owners thought they were dictators. And money and sucking rich cock, means you get a perfect position to do stealing activities.
That's why Ruperti was hoping against hope, that news of the shamanistic inspector coming back, would scare the shop owner, assistant shop owners, and her former boss. And that would result in her former teammembers cleaning those cauldrons with toothbrushes. No way her boss was buying 2 new expensive cauldrons, then spending more money to send those cauldrons by priority owl mail. And then have to have the shop owner hippo go through the effort of hiding those 2 dirty cauldrons. And then owl those new cauldrons back when the shamanistic inspector leaves.
Ruperti could just imagine the conversation.
"Hey, Hipp- Felcity, the health inspector is coming!"
"I know, Bert! I'm going to lose sales faster than I might ever have hope to lose butt cushion! I won't even have enough extra cash left to stuff in my butt."
"That's a real tragedy fatcitiy. But I have a bigger problem, bigger than your butt. My useless employees in your imaginary shop, in the middle of nowhere, don't care about poisoning customers at all. Thse little wh*res just suck the cock of the other employees in your shop, well not even that, to make them their slaves. For some reason, I banned them from doing that and made the little wh*re do her own work for once. As I close my eyes and pretend I didn't see her break every rule in the company handbook. The lying wh*re claims she's preggers and needs a stool, but can magically PULL, she doesn't even push, her 25 pound demo cart. She couldn't even lift a 20lb cauldron earlier." "But the point is I used up the integrity credits I have for the h*ebag for this month, she can't do any more honest work. She stopped touching her wand(which she uses in the bathroom) every 15 seconds but she still doesn't wash her hands before touching edible potions products. And she finally works more than 5 minutes a day. Also she may accept she can't do whatever she wants. But anyways, the assisant shop owners don't go on North Korea mode when a healer-health inspector isn't there. They only yanked her out of an employee area when the healer-health inspector was there, earlier. How am I going to force them to clean the cauldrons with toothbrushes? I don't have a reputation of getting any company work done in the same year. I'd rather just pay the 50 galleon reinspection fee, atleast I'll be reminded to do it. And I can't just pretend I forgot to do it."
"That's a real pickle, Bert. And not the kind of pickle your employees in my shop would suck. Your former employee, Ruperti, could've been tricked into doing that work, without being asked. But you wouldn't even rememeber to ask her if she didn't owl you. And while I like everyone in my shop being slaves, I couldn't use my whip on her. I couldn't threaten to kick her out for using the U word, and I was afraid she would give my employee ideas that the U word is legal. My boggart is the U word. I don't know, why don't you forget to pay someone, so you can afford new cauldrons just for the day the shamanistic inspector comes in. He said he'll come in a later day, he wanted to give me a big head start, because I sucked his boss off."
"Yes it is, Felishitty. The U word is scary, so I pretend I don't know what it is. I'm just always asleep, as far as your shop knows. Uh I'd rather just pay the health inpsector 50 galleons for a reinspection. Then forget about it, until the next time. But I'll try."
"Okay, down with Unions!"
"Down with Onions!"
Bert calls his employees in Felicity's shop. "You're getting new cauldrons, ignore them until the healer-health inspector leaves. Don't even breathe on them or get your STDs near them. They need to be spotless until the health inspector leave. And to pay for buying them, when none of my employees in other shops may need them until theirs short circut, as well as for shipping them to and from you; I'm going to ask you to just come in half a day this entire week. So that means come in at 3pm for you. You leave at 4:30 these days now, since your shift is until 5:10, and I forbid you from leaving at 4:15. So yea, work half the day, and come in at 3pm. And please try to do your job duties, which is standing, for atleast 10 minutes during your shift. And please try to smile if two customers walk by and pick up samples from your cart."
"Fine but I need a raise by next week. I even pushed my own cart and did five minutes of my job duty, sitting, without using my wand to contact my friends. I'll tell my friend from the hood to keep her STDs away from them too. She barks a lot, so I have to say 'down girl' to her, or she might try to jump on those cauldrons."
"Very well. Tell me when the healer-health inspector leaves. And pretend Rupertin broke in the shop and held you at wand point, until you messed up the workstation in the back. Actually you know what, flash the shamanistic inspector, so he gets blinded and does not see the back work station. I will give you a wh*re star. Tell you what, you can do whatever you want this week. You can steal openly, call customers names, call employees names, get your store pimp to do your cart work. I won't be able to pay you this week so I can afford shipping you new cauldrons, so you can do whatever you want the whole week. The shamanistic inspector might identify as a slave to Felishity, and still see the work station."