Mamba fun.
I finally went to work yesterday, and my wrist is killing me. Who knew scooping sherbet could take such a toll? At least put it in a warm water bath plzkthx.
It was fun, though. Fun, but hard. It takes me a little while to find things, and even though the recipes on the wall are in alphabetical order, there's still a three to five second gap where I'm desperately looking for the Strawberries Wild or Matcha Green Tea smoothie recipe.
And I swear, if ANYBODY asks me for a White Gummi, I'm going to jump over that counter, sit on your chest, and throttle you with my little hands in front of my managers, customers, and God. They'll never convict me.