Inside Information (Kane)

[Kane Woonren]

"Welp, you've definitely got what it takes to become one seeing as how I understood about a half of that sentence and that was about it." He would be the first to admit that he wasn't the smartest guy in the room, and figured that 90% of the time he was probably more at the lower end of the knowledge pool when it came to the people he talked to. Then again, he worked at a school. Most of the people here had gone to nice colleges to learn how to teach and all that kind of stuff.

Meanwhile, he'd graduated high school and gone to work at a convenience store. Sure it was a nice convenience store but it wasn't quite some of the places that most of the people at Hammel had on their resume. Her question was a valid one, but he'd never considered going to any kind of college. When he'd left Hammel he'd pretty much HAD to go straight to work. He needed to help his mom, and all that sort of thing. He stretched out a little bit as he started finishing up the cooking portion of the meal, sprinkling a bit more cheese on them and opening up the jars of salsa.

"They probably do, but I didn't really have much of a choice about things like that. I needed to work when I left high school. Didn't really have the time to fit it in anyway," he said with a light shrug. "Are you going to want one of the hot ones or the mild ones?" he asked. He looked around for a second while he waited for the cheese to melt. He should probably plan next week's lesson plan or something. Teachers did that kind of thing, right?

"It's not really that hard. I learned how to make them from a a place around the corner from where I used to work. I'd go there for lunch sometimes and this would be what I ordered most of the time. After a while I learned how to make it myself," he explained, pouring some of the salsa on the burritos, letting them sit for a moment before he started moving them over and wrapping them up. He slid one of them onto a plate and slid it over to her. "One hidden-veggie special." The spinach would probably show a little bit, but that would be just about the only thing.

[Ginny Campbell]

"Oh."

Ginny had never been in a position where she had to worry about money. She occasionally joked about being a poor college student, but she wasn't paying for her schooling herself, and she never had to be concerned about that. And when she wanted or needed something, either set of parents were easy enough to wheedle money out of, should part time jobs not suffice.

The idea of skipping college because it was unaffordable or otherwise not feasible was simply astonishing to her.

"Hot, of course!" She grinned, her answer in part honest and in part to prove that she wasn't a wuss. She could handle a little spicy food. To that end she searched the classroom for the knives and forks, commenting as she did, "There's a dishwasher here, right?"

She hoped they wouldn't have to clean up entirely by hand.

As Kane talked she pondered what she would have done in his place. Would she have the ability or drive to obtain employment without a college degree? She didn't know that she would be happy with the sort of menial employment that was available to those without degrees. It was boring and hard enough part time, knowing she wouldn't have to do them forever.

"Thanks!" She chirped as he slid the plate her way. She stabbed the end, slicing it with the knife she had found, "It smells delish!"

[Kane Woonren]

"There's an industrial one in the cafeteria. I'll run these through in the morning with the other dishes for the class." It was Friday, so he didn't have to rush the dishes just yet. He'd take care of them tomorrow when he came in to make chicken sandwiches and other quick meals for the few students that ate in the cafeteria on weekends. He was one of the only ones that came in on the weekends to do it, but that was mostly by choice. It didn't take long, so the kitchen didn't need to be that crowded.

"There's some plastic silverware and plates up in the cabinet there," he said, gesturing to the one he'd pulled his apron from. It was a breakfast burrito so they didn't really need one, but there were students that asked for a knife and fork on pizza days so he didn't see it as that unusual. Most of what he ate ended up being finger food, so he didn't really waste the knife and fork usually. But there were always some foods that needed it, and he wasn't quite so much of a slob to eat certain messier foods with his hands.

"Well, take a bite and see what you think," he said with a nod, starting to put the others into the container for her. He left one last one of the hot ones out, putting it on a plate for himself. He set it and the things to be washed to the side. He put the lid on the tubberware container and set it on the other side of the counter, where Ginny was, for her. Once he had those out of the way, he one of the disposable sponges out of the packaging and started wiping down the counter.

[Ginny Campbell]

"Oh, neat." Ginny supposed that it made sense there would be an industrial washing machine, although she had never really thought about it. That made it easier on her, though; she had been prepared to help clean up, but if Kane wanted to wait and do the dishes later she wasn't about to argue.

When he pointed out the plastic ware she nearly ran to the cabinet, pulling down a box of plastic forks. It turned out the box was a bit too tall for her to reach back up and replace them, though, so she simply brought the box back with her; she would find a stool after she had eaten.

Or maybe she would ask Kane to help her.

"I'm getting there!" She laughed as he asked what she thought before she had even managed to take a bite. She dug her fork experimentally into the burrito, then, and chewed slowly, savoring the flavors.

"Omigod, that's amazing. I wish you could be my home ec teacher."

[Kane Woonren]

Kane looked around the room, wondering if he should go ahead and clean all the stations now or if he should wait for tomorrow or something. Probably after he and Ginny were done here. He didn't have much in the way of a social life, so he would go ahead and do some cleaning now, get the dishes down to the cafeteria, and some other cleaning related things he really didn't have to do, but he did anyway. After he was finished cleaning up some of the spilled salsa and other mistakes, he tossed the sponge back in the sink for the moment.

He looked back up as Ginny came back over and set the box of forks down. He picked one out and pulled over a hot breakfast burrito of his own, cutting off a piece and taking a bite. He smiled a little bit when Ginny started complementing the food. "I could give you some lessons or something... if you wanted to, anyway," he said. "And, I'm glad you like it."

He stretched out, setting the fork back down on the counter. He slid the rest of the burritos over to her. "There you go, for whoever you want to give the rest of these to."

((Sorry about the short post))

[Ginny Campbell]

"Oooh, lessons!" Ginny enthused between bites of delicious burrito. She could probably find a teacher at college; in fact, she almost certainly could. But there was nothing like offers of lessons from people she knew (if one meeting could be considered such) and in any event, this would give her an excuse to visit even more than she already did.

"Yeah, I think that would be great. What're your rates?"

After all, it wouldn't be fair to Kane to assume he would want to just give up his time without compensation. She knew she certainly wouldn't offer lessons to someone for free, particularly not when she had only met them.

When he slid the remainder of the burritos in her direction she began to carefully pack them up, fork held between her teeth, as she had been mid-bite when he had given them to her. Once they were packed she pushed the newly packed burritos to one side and continued to shovel her own into her mouth. "Omigod, my family is going to love me. It's gonna be so hard to give you credit...." She laughed teasingly as she licked the remains of the burrito off her fork.

"You sure you don't want help cleaning up?"


((it isn't too short, you know you don't have to apologize, Kirby!))