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McFarland, if you see this, dinner tomorrow night at Vincenzo's. The three amigos (amigas? It doesn't sound as good). You know.
Sorry for the lack of postings but this weekend I feel like I've just worked and slept. Eight hours each Friday, Saturday, and Sunday at Starbucks; five and a half hours Saturday at TRE... that's a lot of working. Guh.
The new store is THE BOMB. I love it. I've been opening with Bruce and Michelle, and we have a blast. Amber also works with us a lot of the time. She's a cool girl. She wants us all to go on a cruise in May. I'm thinking about finances... but when is that not the case?! Seriously. Anyway, the new store. The first day we had some problems, mainly the fact that we couldn't get the door open and then we couldn't assign tills because the computer changed all our passwords when we switched stores. But overall things are good. We've had old customers coming to support us - Candice, Wayne, Carol, Van, Mary Jo, Stamey, plus more that I can't remember right now. We get a lot of cute kids who are well-behaved, which rocks my world. No Spencer today; unusual, since he and his mom come in every Sunday and they told me they'd come see me at the new store. Maybe they forgot.
We have new deployment rules at this store, and we don't know where stuff is, and Michelle likes to double-brew the coffee. But we have a good time. There's a lot of laughter. I can genuinely say that there is no one at this store that I dislike, and that's fabulous. A nice change. We're all having to learn this new deployment technique, which is a headache and a half at first, but we're getting the hang of it.
Mike Fry makes me almost pee my pants every day. Amber doesn't understand the right way to dap. Me: "You really don't have to hit quite so hard." At one point today, Amber and Al and I looked over and Michelle and Bruce were actually in the floor, behind the bar, laughing hysterically. It's a good atmosphere.
At the new store, we have so many windows without blinds that there's fabulous light coming in from every turn. I start the day; I'm an opener; when we come in, it's still that inky black sky, but as we're working we get to see the dawn and then the sunrise, and the whole store gets drenched in the most gorgeous light you've ever seen. I wish I knew exactly what time the sun rose so you could all be there at that perfect moment. Every feeling of hesitation that I have about getting out of bed before five vanishes during that exquisite piece of morning. It makes me feel an indescribable, unexplainable hope. About everything. About nothing in particular.
Suffice it to say - the new store is surpassing my expectations.
The rest of my weekend... on Friday, Michelle and I went to the pool for some well-deserved laying out, and ended up (of course) waking up in complete shadows, with the sun having moved to the other set of chairs. We did get some sun, though, and Michelle read me the funny parts of Glamour, and I made some more progress in On the Road, the book I've been reading for the past forever. Seriously, who has time to read? Saturday I worked until two at Starbucks, came home and took a nap, then worked four to close at the Record Exchange with Ned, which is always a treat. He says he's the bad cop to Phred's good cop, but Helena and I have our doubts. I'd peg Ned for good cop before Phred, although neither of them is at all menacing or aggressive in a negative way. Today I worked at Starbucks again, came home for another nap, then went out to Tanglewood with Cecil and Jay (I finally met him!) to check out the old church where Shelia and Brent are getting married. No sweat on the pictures, I think. I'm enormously relieved. I think they'll be awesome. Cecil, in particular, can't wait to see them now that we've seen that church, can you dear?! Hahaha...
My parents and the Taylors are cooking out for the first UT Vols game of the year, so I'm going over there for a burger and to get caught up with the family. In a few. For now, I'm just sitting here thinking about what a nice weekend it's been... and trying to catch my breath.
Sorry for the lack of postings but this weekend I feel like I've just worked and slept. Eight hours each Friday, Saturday, and Sunday at Starbucks; five and a half hours Saturday at TRE... that's a lot of working. Guh.
The new store is THE BOMB. I love it. I've been opening with Bruce and Michelle, and we have a blast. Amber also works with us a lot of the time. She's a cool girl. She wants us all to go on a cruise in May. I'm thinking about finances... but when is that not the case?! Seriously. Anyway, the new store. The first day we had some problems, mainly the fact that we couldn't get the door open and then we couldn't assign tills because the computer changed all our passwords when we switched stores. But overall things are good. We've had old customers coming to support us - Candice, Wayne, Carol, Van, Mary Jo, Stamey, plus more that I can't remember right now. We get a lot of cute kids who are well-behaved, which rocks my world. No Spencer today; unusual, since he and his mom come in every Sunday and they told me they'd come see me at the new store. Maybe they forgot.
We have new deployment rules at this store, and we don't know where stuff is, and Michelle likes to double-brew the coffee. But we have a good time. There's a lot of laughter. I can genuinely say that there is no one at this store that I dislike, and that's fabulous. A nice change. We're all having to learn this new deployment technique, which is a headache and a half at first, but we're getting the hang of it.
Mike Fry makes me almost pee my pants every day. Amber doesn't understand the right way to dap. Me: "You really don't have to hit quite so hard." At one point today, Amber and Al and I looked over and Michelle and Bruce were actually in the floor, behind the bar, laughing hysterically. It's a good atmosphere.
At the new store, we have so many windows without blinds that there's fabulous light coming in from every turn. I start the day; I'm an opener; when we come in, it's still that inky black sky, but as we're working we get to see the dawn and then the sunrise, and the whole store gets drenched in the most gorgeous light you've ever seen. I wish I knew exactly what time the sun rose so you could all be there at that perfect moment. Every feeling of hesitation that I have about getting out of bed before five vanishes during that exquisite piece of morning. It makes me feel an indescribable, unexplainable hope. About everything. About nothing in particular.
Suffice it to say - the new store is surpassing my expectations.
The rest of my weekend... on Friday, Michelle and I went to the pool for some well-deserved laying out, and ended up (of course) waking up in complete shadows, with the sun having moved to the other set of chairs. We did get some sun, though, and Michelle read me the funny parts of Glamour, and I made some more progress in On the Road, the book I've been reading for the past forever. Seriously, who has time to read? Saturday I worked until two at Starbucks, came home and took a nap, then worked four to close at the Record Exchange with Ned, which is always a treat. He says he's the bad cop to Phred's good cop, but Helena and I have our doubts. I'd peg Ned for good cop before Phred, although neither of them is at all menacing or aggressive in a negative way. Today I worked at Starbucks again, came home for another nap, then went out to Tanglewood with Cecil and Jay (I finally met him!) to check out the old church where Shelia and Brent are getting married. No sweat on the pictures, I think. I'm enormously relieved. I think they'll be awesome. Cecil, in particular, can't wait to see them now that we've seen that church, can you dear?! Hahaha...
My parents and the Taylors are cooking out for the first UT Vols game of the year, so I'm going over there for a burger and to get caught up with the family. In a few. For now, I'm just sitting here thinking about what a nice weekend it's been... and trying to catch my breath.