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Teddy and I were talking about cream cheese when a memory came to me that I don't want to forget. After my first shift at the Great Canadian Bagel (where I worked at the age of 16 or so? don't remember) I came home worried, almost in a panic as i described the day to my parents. And I remember freaking out about the fact that when people ordered a dozen bagels, not only would i have to remember what types of bagels they wanted (what they looked like, what bin they were in--because the signs were facing the customers, not me), i'd have to remember how many were in the bag and SUBTRACT (heaven forbid) in my head the number of bagels they had left to choose. Wow. I am still terrible at subtracting (or any other math function for that matter) in my head when i'm on the spot and I have a moment of panic when the computer doesn't calculate the correct change for whatever reason while i'm cash. Anyway, whats my point? I still freak out about stupid small shit like that at new jobs or in new situations. And looking back, i think "how lame to invest energy into worrying about something so inconsequential! It feels like the bagel story is going to be one of those things i use to personalize a speech i make to convince people not to fret over small hurdles in their life when i'm all big and powerful and influential. Haha
It's fun (or sad) to look back and know you haven't changed. And i draw divisions in my head when i think about other people. Age wise mostly--like they're older, they're more advanced blah blah. But really, we're all just people who do the same stupid shit we've always done.
It's fun (or sad) to look back and know you haven't changed. And i draw divisions in my head when i think about other people. Age wise mostly--like they're older, they're more advanced blah blah. But really, we're all just people who do the same stupid shit we've always done.