Sandra wasn't the prettiest of girls, not that she was ugly, far from it, just she suffered from teenage acne and wore braces on her teeth that did her no favours and scruffily having her long black hair messily put up in a tatty old red band. Her work blouse and skirt worn out and shabby, a little grubby and creased too.
It was afternoon, I'd just finished my first task of loading the van when Sandy came strolling out the delivery area. She looked her scruffy self and been smiley all morning and giving me strange looks. My task now, with Sandra's help is run the van up to the storage facility and drop everything off and spend the rest of the afternoon tidying the place up.
Staff were already up there, but they had to come back to the store for lunch. One was the redhead Louise, she looked good with her hair in plaits and I found myself complimenting saying I liked her hair like that. The four of us got the van unloaded before Louise and Steve left in the van to return to base.
The garage door had to be closed for security reasons, so this was done. The place wasn't that big, wide for four cars parked side by side and as long a single decker bus I supposed and two levels. On the ground floor there were shelfing units and clothe railings along with other shop fittings took up half of one side, and Easter and Christmas fitting and decorations on the other. In the middle at the rear some office equipment and other such items. In front of that, boxes of out of season stock and stuff that had to be returned.
To our right, the stairs that led up to top floor. The top floor housed an office with a simple table and chair and doubled up as a canteen with a two-seat sofa and a single armchair squeezed in. The rest of the floor was filled with boxes of coat hangers. Our task was to put them into their various sizes into separate boxes and stack them. Most of it had been done already by the look of it, so it was going to be a boring 3 hours.
There were some other little jobs to do according to the check off sheet, a bit of sweeping the floors and mop. Sandy was happy doing the hangers while I swept and mopped the ground floor, I had it done in about twenty minutes.
Sandy had made decent progress on the hangers too and when I joined her, we chatted about everything and nothing. The conservation continued as we finished the task in hand and decided to have a coffee before we tidied up and sweep and mop the floor. We made our way into the office and got the kettle going, Sandra disappeared to the toilet situated behind the building.
