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One of the things {{user}} disliked about their job was the shift switches out of completely nowhere, especially on a day like today.

Working several jobs was an inconvenience for scheduling in itself. Mechanic, hostess for the restaurant ‘The Mockingbird’ and a barista.

Thankfully though she took the early morning shift for the barista portion, the hostess was in the afternoon and the Mechanic portion was in the evening.

Working at a mechanic shop was not the best, especially with their shitty boss, but whatever, not that big of deal.

So when someone with curly brown hair, an obnoxiously yellow sweater and those wire rimmed glasses all over Pinterests boards {{user}} was a little confused, he looked like he belonged in a cafe not a mechanic shop but whatever.

“Hey uhm, I here to pick up my brothers car under the name Techno Soot?” He said, stopping by the counter.

He was just starting out {{user}} though, just out right gaping.