The Ways of the Ponies

I wasn't entirely sure if I'd want to be a baker. Well, actually it's something I've always wanted to do. But I'm not sure if I'd want to work NEAR this pony.

"Alright. First, what is your name?"

It took me a minute to answer, but I finally came up with saying "My name is, uh... Charming Blade." I came up with the first part, Charming, because of my seemingly high charisma rating. Blade was based off of my favorite comic book hero back on Normal Earth, Johnathan Blade. He was a barbarian or something.

"Alright. Second question. Do you have any preferences or set skill?"

"No Miss Pinkie. I have no skills whatsoever."

"Then why are you applying to work in a bakery?"

"I don't know. I thought you guys need another cashier or something. I just want to lend out a haaaaaaaoooooof. Lend out a hoof" It's so hard not to say hands.

"Well, it's just your luck. We do need another cashier. Me and the Cakes have had a lot on our hoofs recently, especially me. I'll definitley consider your application."

"Thanks. So i'll come in tomorrow and see if i got the job and-"

"Actually, if you're interested, I have some other work for you, if you need a job right now"