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Monday, August 3, 2009

pimp juice

I’ve been wanting to write more, but for some reason every time I sit down to do so my mind goes blank, and words refuse to flow onto paper as smoothly as they do in my mind. Now I have my laptop with me at work, and for lack of anything else (interesting) to do, I decided to write. It may be clumsy and not convey my thoughts perfectly, but something is certainly better than nothing. 

Work was unbelievably busy tonight, and with just two of us on the clock, it was intensely stressful. As I sank into the familiar rhythm of politely serving customers, however, I felt the adrenaline rush through my limbs as I struggled to perform my duties with the ever-elusive balance of speed, efficiency, and politeness. Considering we were out of spoons for a short time as well as out of 18 of our 32 flavors, it was quite an effort to please customers. We managed to earn 17 dollars each so far in tips alone, though, so I’m pretty satisfied that we did a good job. I complain about this job a lot, but in truth I’m very attached to it. I wish Caroline realized (and appreciated!) how much M. and I do for this place, though. We both have invested so much heart into this shop..it feels like my baby sometimes! 

Well, it’s nearly 10:30 and I need to help M. clean up and close. I’ll try to add more later, especially considering there are many, many more things on my mind....it’s just that writing about work is easy. Write what you know, they say...

Best.xx


Home again, home again. As predicted, I feel no inspiration to write more...bummer. Perhaps later.


love and light,

S-