A few days later, we were doing interviews with the new waiters who wanted to work. We had decided to get one or two depending if the people who applied were qualified to take the task.
It was already 8 PM. Our stores close after 7:30 PM. Some may say it is early, but Livie and I earn more than enough with the two of us. We prefer to spend the remaining time with ourselves.
Right now, five people are standing in front of us being interviewed. Both Livie and I would judge whether they were worthy of joining us. We take pride in our store, so we aren't letting someone incompetent get in our way.
There were two guys and three girls. One of them was a male elf that looked severely underaged. I should have specified the age limit.
"Does anyone want to go first?"
While this isn't a test, I would appreciate the person who volunteered first. The first one to volunteer was the youngling.
"May I ask how old you are?"
I tried my best to be gentle with the kid. What I said sounded weird, but I immediately dismissed the thought.
"Eleven years old."
"I'm sorry, but I think you're too young to work in a place like this."
"There are other places that could take you. Try your best."
The elf looked sad as he left the building. I felt a bit of guilt making a child sad, but I don't think he would be able to survive in a place like this.
Next was a female elf. She had gathered the courage to go next. The girl in front had a clean look, someone easy to look at.
"What is your name and age?"
"I'm Stacy, and I'm currently seventeen."
"Do you have any working experience in serving customers?"
"My mother works as a florist. There were times that I helped my mother with the customers.
From looking at her, she wasn't lying. If her answer to the last question is satisfactory, I will hire her.
"Then what made you decide to work here?"
Stacy stood there and was in thought. She looked pretty stumped when I asked this question.
"I don't have any talent in magic. So I thought that working somewhere else would be a nice change."
"Why don't you work with your mother as a florist?"
"Lately, my mother has employed some workers. So I wasn't needed."
"I see if you want your results. Wait for the remaining three to finish."
With Stacy's interview done, there were now three more to go. After Stacey, another elf girl had gone up. Unlike Stacy, she looked like a delinquent.
"Could I have your name and age?"
"Katherine, age eighteen."
Judging from her disinterested tone, she seemed disinterested in this interview.
"Why did you sign up for this job?"
"Money?"
She was direct. I can't tell if she was serious or not.
"I'm going to be truthful to you. I don't think this job would fit you."
"Is that so?"
I nodded, staring at her. She said nothing and left the store. What a weirdo. If she wanted the job, she could have been more interested.
After that girl was a male fairy. As for age, it would be hard to tell, but he did have a bit of a mature aura.
"Name and age?"
I asked the same question three times in a row.
"I'm David, and I'm twenty-five years old."
David is a fairy with blue hair. He is a head and a half smaller than me. Because of his race, he is on the cute side.
"What work have you done so far?"
He should have some experience for his age. There was no way he could have been a NEET, right? If he were, then it would be hard to hire him.
"I was previously a waiter for a restaurant nearby. But shutdown due to bankruptcy."
That was tragic. He looked pretty qualified. And his small stature could attract some customers with special needs.
"Your previous restaurant went to bankruptcy, right?"
He nodded, confirming what he said was true.
"What makes you think this restaurant won't be the same? If that did happen, you would only be wasting your time."
"My gut feeling is telling me to pick this place."
"I see. Like that girl over there you could wait for until the results are over."
David bowed politely and made his way back, waiting for whether he was hired.
And for the final person, she was shaking a bit too much. She is a female fairy a bit smaller than David.
"What is your name and age?"
"I'm Trixie, and I'm 15..."
She was a bit too young, but I continued forward with the questioning.
"Why choose a job like this?"
I'm not going to ask the same question to everyone. They should answer genuinely instead of thinking of the right word to get this job.
"I heard business is good here and wanted to try..."
"How good are you at talking to others?"
"Not well..."
My words had pierced her, making my words hurt. It was a horrible thing to do, but I have standards to set.
"Then do you think you're qualified for this job?"
"No..."
She became meek, and I think tears would fall from her. Livie, who was here the whole time, glared at me and pinched my side.
"I see. Then you could wait for your results if you want."
Knowing that she would fail her interview, she left, running away. The tears she had held in came out, and she left the store hurriedly.
"Now that we have two, I think they're qualified. Livie, what do you think."
"I also think they're fine. But I will have to have a word with you for making someone like her cry."
I couldn't escape it, so that I would let my future-self deal with it. With our decision finished, we went up to them.
"Good news, both of you are hired. In two days, you will start working. But I would recommend you come in tomorrow for a practice test."
"We open at noon during lunch. So be prepared to come thirty minutes earlier. And our restaurant closes at 7:30 PM. Meaning you will be working for seven hours and thirty minutes."
"Lunch and dinner are free if you ever want, and you will be paid weekly. Your starting salary will be one gold coin and five giant silver coins. If you work well, your payment will be raised."
"And remember one thing, this store's customers are mostly people from the high end. Do not offend anyone."
With all that said, they went home for the night.