I found happiness in the brilliance of the moon.
Besides getting married... this has been the best day ever.
"Can I have whipcream with that?"
"No."
"How do you pronounce that? Is it Gran-dee?"
"No, it's pronounced Granday"
"Alright, I'll have a Gran-day Mocha"
"Ok, one Gran-dee mocha coming up."
I have fully deconstructed myself today... and as a result I have quit my job! Wow, seriously, I have seen some people quit at my work and they have no skills at ALL. They just won't show up to work for like 3 days and get fired... LAME.
Here's what I did. First, there's a secret pile of free Starbucks coupons underneath the cash register I hand out to angry customers. Well... the pile there no longer exists. I was feeling a little too generous today. You know that generic hot girl at your work that's always flirting around? Well... I made her a free venti Mocha Frappuchino with Extra Whip. Aww yeah. During the hours between 6 and 6:30 it was Mocha Mike's Happy Hour. This announcement proceeded over the intercom:
"Attention Pavillions employees, right now between the hours of 6 and 6:30 is Mocha Mike's Happy Hour, where free frappuchinos will be handed out to all Pavillions employees! Once again, thank you for choosing Pavillions, a world of difference."
That didn't last long though after my superviser came over and stopped the happy hour.
Next, I wrote an official "I Quit" note to my manager that I can't post here because it's way too personal.
Finally, I threw away my apron with my fancy "mocha mike" embroidery on it into the trashcan. The legacy is over, now a new one will begin.
Leaving the sliding doors, I wished I could find a machine that could erase my whoriffic past, and start fresh. There was nothing waiting in the rain for me walking out... only the brilliance of the moon, along with my subconscious self.
I gave the store my one finger salute and drove off into the darkness.
"Can I have whipcream with that?"
"No."
"How do you pronounce that? Is it Gran-dee?"
"No, it's pronounced Granday"
"Alright, I'll have a Gran-day Mocha"
"Ok, one Gran-dee mocha coming up."
I have fully deconstructed myself today... and as a result I have quit my job! Wow, seriously, I have seen some people quit at my work and they have no skills at ALL. They just won't show up to work for like 3 days and get fired... LAME.
Here's what I did. First, there's a secret pile of free Starbucks coupons underneath the cash register I hand out to angry customers. Well... the pile there no longer exists. I was feeling a little too generous today. You know that generic hot girl at your work that's always flirting around? Well... I made her a free venti Mocha Frappuchino with Extra Whip. Aww yeah. During the hours between 6 and 6:30 it was Mocha Mike's Happy Hour. This announcement proceeded over the intercom:
"Attention Pavillions employees, right now between the hours of 6 and 6:30 is Mocha Mike's Happy Hour, where free frappuchinos will be handed out to all Pavillions employees! Once again, thank you for choosing Pavillions, a world of difference."
That didn't last long though after my superviser came over and stopped the happy hour.
Next, I wrote an official "I Quit" note to my manager that I can't post here because it's way too personal.
Finally, I threw away my apron with my fancy "mocha mike" embroidery on it into the trashcan. The legacy is over, now a new one will begin.
Leaving the sliding doors, I wished I could find a machine that could erase my whoriffic past, and start fresh. There was nothing waiting in the rain for me walking out... only the brilliance of the moon, along with my subconscious self.
I gave the store my one finger salute and drove off into the darkness.