Stress-filled...
My coffee machine got some extra love and care today. Honestly, I was so happy to see someone take it apart and deep clean it. Someone from the coffee company came to do the scheduled maitenence. He pulled out a vacuum, for crying out loud!, to clean the inside of the machine. He spent probably anywhere from 2 to 3 hours on it. It better work fine now. The scheduled cleaning time has now been changed so that most days when I work, it should be cleaned by ME rather than someone else, that way I know it is being done CORRECTLY, which I haven't been sure of in several months. The cleaning proceedure has been changed, rather than it being 10 minutes long, it is now 17 minutes, and includes a brush cleaning EVERY day rather than once a week.
So while he was cleaning the machine, despite how happy I was about that, we had to turn several customers away during the time, unable to use the machine. Two customers in particular stick out in my mind because of their stupidity.
"Can I have a decaf mocha cappuccino?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, but mocha and cappuccino are two different drinks, they aren't available in decaf, and besides the machine is down for cleaning."
"Oh, then can I have a mocha cappuccino?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, but those are two different drinks, and the machine is down."
"So what do you have then?"
And the next customer was only a couple cars behind her.
"Hi, can I have a mocha?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, the machine is down for maitenence."
"Oh, can I have a latte instead?"
"Ma'am, I can't do that either, the machine is down."
"Lattes and mochas are made on the same machine?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Oh, then can I have a hot chocolate?"
"Sorry ma'am, that uses the same machine."
The rest of the work day was hell, getting worse and worse, not just customers, but coworkers.
As I am driving home, finally able to escape the hell, I get a phonecall. I don't answer the phone unless it's mom when I'm driving, because it's too much of a distraction. I glanced to see who it was, at least, and it was an old friend, Corey. Now first, Corey was someone I knew back in high school. He got involved in the marines. About a year after school, he left for Japan for several years, he just came back this summer. Before he left, he made moves on me a lot, making me falsly think he wanted one thing, when in reality, all he wanted was to have sex with a girl, any girl, before he left, because he was doing the same to other female friends of mine. I've been uneasy with him ever since.
So when I pulled onto the street to my house and see him standing in the drive-way, I start to freak out. He might have been joking the last couple days about kidnapping me, but I didn't think that he'd try to come by anytime soon, so that I would maybe have a little more time to prepare. Doesn't help that I felt gross in my work uniform, not wanting to be a bad host by making him sit in the other room while i spent several minutes to get dressed.... all while my head is screaming "run away!" He talked half the time, there was silent the other half. Most of what he said went in one ear and out the other, I tried to distract myself with the puppies instead. Mom said a couple years ago, when I finally told her what he was planning and why I wasn't talking to him anymore, but found out he was coming home for a short time and wasn't goign to see him, that I should give him the benefit of the doubt. I tried, I can't.
I really hope to forget today....
So while he was cleaning the machine, despite how happy I was about that, we had to turn several customers away during the time, unable to use the machine. Two customers in particular stick out in my mind because of their stupidity.
"Can I have a decaf mocha cappuccino?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, but mocha and cappuccino are two different drinks, they aren't available in decaf, and besides the machine is down for cleaning."
"Oh, then can I have a mocha cappuccino?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, but those are two different drinks, and the machine is down."
"So what do you have then?"
And the next customer was only a couple cars behind her.
"Hi, can I have a mocha?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, the machine is down for maitenence."
"Oh, can I have a latte instead?"
"Ma'am, I can't do that either, the machine is down."
"Lattes and mochas are made on the same machine?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Oh, then can I have a hot chocolate?"
"Sorry ma'am, that uses the same machine."
The rest of the work day was hell, getting worse and worse, not just customers, but coworkers.
As I am driving home, finally able to escape the hell, I get a phonecall. I don't answer the phone unless it's mom when I'm driving, because it's too much of a distraction. I glanced to see who it was, at least, and it was an old friend, Corey. Now first, Corey was someone I knew back in high school. He got involved in the marines. About a year after school, he left for Japan for several years, he just came back this summer. Before he left, he made moves on me a lot, making me falsly think he wanted one thing, when in reality, all he wanted was to have sex with a girl, any girl, before he left, because he was doing the same to other female friends of mine. I've been uneasy with him ever since.
So when I pulled onto the street to my house and see him standing in the drive-way, I start to freak out. He might have been joking the last couple days about kidnapping me, but I didn't think that he'd try to come by anytime soon, so that I would maybe have a little more time to prepare. Doesn't help that I felt gross in my work uniform, not wanting to be a bad host by making him sit in the other room while i spent several minutes to get dressed.... all while my head is screaming "run away!" He talked half the time, there was silent the other half. Most of what he said went in one ear and out the other, I tried to distract myself with the puppies instead. Mom said a couple years ago, when I finally told her what he was planning and why I wasn't talking to him anymore, but found out he was coming home for a short time and wasn't goign to see him, that I should give him the benefit of the doubt. I tried, I can't.
I really hope to forget today....