First Day of Work (Chapter 9)

I groaned as my watch alarm blared into my ear. Being the very smart person I was, I slept on the arm that my watch was on and it so happened that it was next to my ear when it went off at 5 in the morning. Turning it off, I looked towards Daphne's general direction-she hadn't woken. I changed quickly into the (hideous) uniform for work (a weird orange and red striped shirt, a matching red visor, and black pants) and then tiptoed down the stairs.
As I heated some water up in a pot, I grabbed an instant oatmeal pack, a tea bag, and an apple. I munched on the apple until the water boiled. Then, I turned off the fire, waited for the water to settle down, and poured the water into a bowl and mug. I stuck the tea bag into the mug and dumped the instant oatmeal package into the bowl. The tea bag was left in their for a half a minute before I pulled it out and put it in a small bowl. It could be reused at least one more time.
I mixed up the instant oatmeal with one hand and used the other to finish off the apple. The core was thrown into the trash can and the oatmeal was slurped down within seconds. The tea was hotter than the oatmeal, but went pretty fast as well. Still slightly thirsty and hoping to quash some of the hunger I still felt, I heated up some more water and drank another cup of tea, this time depositing the tea bag into the trash can.
Checking my watch, I found that it was 5:10 and I still had time. So, I changed back into the clothes I had worn yesterday and jogged around the block until it was around 5:45. I headed back inside, cooled off, and then changed into the uniform once more. I walked slowly to the movie theater, knowing that it would only take around ten minutes to get there. Sure enough, I arrived five minutes early. The manager looked slightly impressed but didn't say anything. She handed me the name label I was to wear every single day and I quickly stuck in on the uniform. Then, I waited for the first customer to arrive.
It was a boring day. All I did was sell snacks and try to maintain a cheerful expression. Which apparently worked, because a lot of people came to my side of the theater rather than the other side, which also sold snacks. The manager seemed very pleased, congratulated me on my good work for the day, and then I left. I wished that I could get a pay check at the end of every week, but the pay checks were only given out every month.
I walked back to the house and then went upstairs to find Daphne still sleeping. It was amazing how someone could sleep so much. Not wanting to bother her, I slipped back downstairs and made myself lunch-instant mac and cheese. The containers only had a puny amount of food and I ended up eating two containers. Even after that, I was still slightly hungry, but it would have to do.
Daphne finally came downstairs around 4 and was changed for her job. She made her own lunch, which was one of those frozen sandwiches. It looked pretty good, though slightly small in my opinion. It seemed to fill her though, for she looked content after eating it. She downed a cup of water before sitting down across from me at the table.
"So, Jacob, how was your first day of work?"
"It was good. The manager seemed to like me and I sold a lot of stuff."
"That's great!" She sounded genuinely happy, but she could have been faking it.
We talked about work and how some guy at the movie theater wouldn't stop talking loudly even after other people had asked him nicely to quiet down a little. (I heard him through the doors where the movie was, if you can believe that. He eventually got kicked out.)
At around 4:40, she left to go to work, for Mario's was a little farther than the movie theater. I went upstairs, got out of the uniform, and hung it up to air out for tomorrow. I planned on washing it on Monday, my only free day. I did some simple exercises and then jogged outside again until it started to rain. I didn't think that Daphne had brought an umbrella, so I grabbed the one that we had bought the other day and went to Mario's to bring it to her. She looked a little surprised, but thanked me anyways. I jogged back to the house in the rain.
Completely soaked, I quickly changed my clothes and dried off my hair. I also quickly cleaned up the trail of water I had left before the owner came back.
At around 7, the owner came back, made herself dinner, ate, and then headed into the shower. As she was showering, I ate my own dinner that I heated up in the microwave. (I also chopped up some vegetables, cooked them, and put them in my microwave dinner to add nutrition to my diet.)
I had no idea what the owner of the house did for work, but she made no attempt to talk to me, so I kept my mouth shut. She didn't seem too friendly anyways.
There was nothing to do, so I doodled in a notebook until around 9, when I crept downstairs to grab a banana as a snack. I took a shower at around 9:30 and then prepared for bed. At 10, I turned off the lights, for it was supposed to be lights out at that time and tried to remain as quiet as I could. I wanted to stay awake to make sure Daphne was alright, but I fell asleep before I heard her come up the stairs.

AN: This is a slightly shorter chapter than some of the other chapters I have written, but I felt it was necessary to convey what sort of work day the two characters had. It's not an easy life. You can probably tell that Jacob is pretty much constantly hungry, despite the fact that he eats breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He eats only enough to make sure he's not starving, but he tries not to eat up all the food at once. Daphne, however, has a smaller stomach and doesn't require as much food as Jacob and seems fine. Poor Jacob... I hate being hungry all the time. It happens to me on school days...