open ] [ paradisa job fair

[huntersdaughter]

Who: People who want to hire or to be hired.
When: Saturday. All Day.
Where: The Ballroom.
What: Job Fair.


[The ballroom is set up with rows of tables. No one had to confirm, but she's been passing out fliers for some time now. If no one shows up, Jo will just have to hire everyone... or no one. There are dry erase boards and markers set at every booth. This way, people can write up all the information on their available positions and anything else and people can easily read it.

Jo has a table near the entrance with pens and notepads, in case people want to take notes (journal free). There's also fresh brewed coffee, tea, and water. Plus some cookies.

Jo's hopeful that this will at least get her one new employee, if not two.]




((ooc: helpful form!))

Name of Business: <b>NAME HERE</b> Type of Business: <I>TYPE OF BUSINESS HERE ie: Food, Retail, Office</i> Location: <I>Castle or City - where in the city</I> Hours of Operation: <b>EXAMPLE: M - F: 9AM - 10PM, Sat: 11AM - 5PM, Sun: Closed</b> <b>About the Business:</b> Feel free to explain about the business. How long it's been in Paradisa, anything special about your business, or just whatever you feel would be important to tell a potential employee up front. Feel free to link to images if you have them. <B>Pay Scale:</b> HOURLY? SALARY? TIPS? <b>Positions Offered:</b> <blockquote> • Position Title: Requirements • Position Title: Requirements </blockquote> <B>Current Employees:</b> <blockquote> • Name • Name </blockquote>

Comments

[persequor]

[ Arya has been wandering, propelled by curiosity mostly and a side of necessity if her family is really going to move out. None of the places interest her or she simply doesn't understand what the positions involve. Anything with a bar doesn't get a spare glance; she's never liked the taste and she doubts she'll like serving. Pies, however, those she knows. Spotting the familiar face, she weaves her way over. ]

Hello.

[imnot_likeyou]

[glances up at the familiar voice, and gives her a smile.]

Hey. I didn't expect to see you in here.

[persequor]

Are you really hiring?

[imnot_likeyou]

We are. It'd be nice to give some of the employees I have a day off here and there.

[persequor]

I want a job. But I have to be paid money for it.

[imnot_likeyou]

That is usually how jobs work. Do you like to bake?

[persequor]

[ She has never worked a day in her life. Not even chores. ]

I can do whatever needs be done. Tell me what to do and I'll do it.

[imnot_likeyou]

Okay. We can start you out behind the counter, and see where it goes from there.

[he doesn't plan on working her too hard, she's still a kid, but having a part time job at her age isn't a bad thing.]

[persequor]

[ Oh. Really? That was easy. ]

When do I start?

[imnot_likeyou]

[Sam likes her, and he's a softie. So there's that.]

Come by tomorrow when we open, and I'll train you on everything.

[persequor]

How much would I be paid?

[imnot_likeyou]

[does some quick math in his head]

Eight caisos an hour, plus whatever tips you make.

[It's a lot, for a kid, but Sam is the aforementioned softie.]

[persequor]

[ She wishes she knew what that would be in gold. Rather than look like she doesn't know (she doesn't), she nods her head. ]

All right. I'll be there tomorrow.

[imnot_likeyou]

Good. I'll see you there.