"Taste-Tester?" Johanna replied, amazed such a position even existed let alone that she was being given it when clearly someone who enjoyed the food so much more than she would was sat right in front of her
"yup, our last one had to be let go, she stopped testing the food, more inhaling it in one sitting, it's kind of hard to run a business when your food stops making it past quality control" Bertha replied, scratching her belly as she did so
"well, when do i start?" Johanna asked, secretly hoping it would be never
"right now, the dinner rush is about to begin, and we need someone to make sure the food's not going out bad or cold"
So 10 minutes later Johanna found herself sat down in the kitchen while Bertha and her team of chefs busied themselves around her, before long the first dish was sat in front of her, grease laden and fat filled, she cautiously took a bite out of it before approving it to go through to the customer.
after a few more orders had passed her approval she was beginning to not hate her job as much as she thought she would, she was rapidly becoming a fan of the food, and if all else failed she could at least jog home to burn off any calories she was accumulating on the job.
Bertha smiled to herself, she knew from the look on Johanna's face that she'd managed to get another one hooked
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