Many splashes
Graciella and I went to Sunsplash today! I had a wonderful time. Fun rides, some sun, good company... I haven't had a day like that in quite a while. I truly relaxed, and most of you should know how hard that can be for me. Oh! And I got a little color, so I won't have to be pasty white anymore. Whee! Additionally, I make very good BLT sandwiches. Ask her if you don't believe me.
I'm getting the hang of working at Gloria Jean's. It's actually not a terribly large number of things to remember--though it was certainly daunting the first couple of days, and oh yes, I get paid for it. Wheee! Espresso is quite fun to make, probably my favorite thing to fix. No crazy blender to worry me. I have also discovered that weird shit happens in the mall on a daily basis... not that surprising when you think about it, but it can add up. Wednesday afternoon they had some skater show outside that got rained out, flooding the inside of the mall with skater kids. None of whom bought coffee. Although one prick pretended he was diabetic to try and get a free muffin. I jump to my conclusion because he was not the best of actors, and well, no diabetic would dare let their sugar get as dangerously low as he claimed ("But I don't have any money!" "What about your friend there?" "Euh... Neither does she!"). He just wanted free crap. It really annoys me how some people just try to milk anything they can find.
Oh, and I might have found the reason why I've been having trouble sleeping. I've just not been eating as much since summer began. With all the heat and me not doing as much, I haven't had as much of an appetite. Now that work's started, it probably has to do with the evenings that I close. You see, dealing with a lot of coffee for several hours has a way of suppressing the appetite, and since I've been working strait through dinner most nights, I haven't noticed that I missed a meal and just want to crash upon my return. I discovered this last night at one when I couldn't sleep and I finally heard my stomach growl. Bingo. So I had to fix a dinner at that late hour, but at least I won't do that in the future.
I'm getting the hang of working at Gloria Jean's. It's actually not a terribly large number of things to remember--though it was certainly daunting the first couple of days, and oh yes, I get paid for it. Wheee! Espresso is quite fun to make, probably my favorite thing to fix. No crazy blender to worry me. I have also discovered that weird shit happens in the mall on a daily basis... not that surprising when you think about it, but it can add up. Wednesday afternoon they had some skater show outside that got rained out, flooding the inside of the mall with skater kids. None of whom bought coffee. Although one prick pretended he was diabetic to try and get a free muffin. I jump to my conclusion because he was not the best of actors, and well, no diabetic would dare let their sugar get as dangerously low as he claimed ("But I don't have any money!" "What about your friend there?" "Euh... Neither does she!"). He just wanted free crap. It really annoys me how some people just try to milk anything they can find.
Oh, and I might have found the reason why I've been having trouble sleeping. I've just not been eating as much since summer began. With all the heat and me not doing as much, I haven't had as much of an appetite. Now that work's started, it probably has to do with the evenings that I close. You see, dealing with a lot of coffee for several hours has a way of suppressing the appetite, and since I've been working strait through dinner most nights, I haven't noticed that I missed a meal and just want to crash upon my return. I discovered this last night at one when I couldn't sleep and I finally heard my stomach growl. Bingo. So I had to fix a dinner at that late hour, but at least I won't do that in the future.