Caphoenix?
The coffee shop where I work was sold last weekend.
I've still got my job. So does everyone else I work with.
The new owners are nice people and seem interested in keeping the shop intact.
They haven't suggested any radical changes or anything.
No pieces of flair, no door greeters, no fully automated espresso machines.
But they're still figuring out what works and what doesn't .
And I'm not sure that anything's been working flawlessly.
For nearly two years, this place has been a second home. The transition from hangout to workplace happened almost without my noticing. I love the people I work with, every one of them, really. They're my Nashville extended family. In recent times of minimal churching, I've called it my church.
I want to keep this. I'm very comfortable there.
It just would have been easier to keep everything the same.
But things are changing and will change more.
And I can't tell where any of it's going.
Sometimes it seems exciting. Change can be good. There's all kinds of things I've wanted to change about the place and now's the time to get those things done. And this could mean more responsibility for me and Logan. Right now, we're pretty much running the show. And, hopefully, the increased responsibility will be compensated with more than warm feelings of accomplishment.
But right now its just a lot of brainstorming and worrying and negotiating and waiting.
I think I'll be at a better place at the end of this. Probably a more grown up place.
Makes me feel like I never change anything about my life until I absolutely have to.
I've still got my job. So does everyone else I work with.
The new owners are nice people and seem interested in keeping the shop intact.
They haven't suggested any radical changes or anything.
No pieces of flair, no door greeters, no fully automated espresso machines.
But they're still figuring out what works and what doesn't .
And I'm not sure that anything's been working flawlessly.
For nearly two years, this place has been a second home. The transition from hangout to workplace happened almost without my noticing. I love the people I work with, every one of them, really. They're my Nashville extended family. In recent times of minimal churching, I've called it my church.
I want to keep this. I'm very comfortable there.
It just would have been easier to keep everything the same.
But things are changing and will change more.
And I can't tell where any of it's going.
Sometimes it seems exciting. Change can be good. There's all kinds of things I've wanted to change about the place and now's the time to get those things done. And this could mean more responsibility for me and Logan. Right now, we're pretty much running the show. And, hopefully, the increased responsibility will be compensated with more than warm feelings of accomplishment.
But right now its just a lot of brainstorming and worrying and negotiating and waiting.
I think I'll be at a better place at the end of this. Probably a more grown up place.
Makes me feel like I never change anything about my life until I absolutely have to.