Jan 29, 2008 16:35
...time may change me,
but i cant trace time.
(ill have that in my head for a long time now)
i just closed "eco espresso" for the last time ever. and if it had hit me by now, i wouldve been sad. but right now im thinking more about the whole "where am i going to get money for about a week while we're transitioning to the new building?" i keep spending money like it replenishes itself automatically, and after balancing my checking account (i had about two hours where no one came in and i had nothing to do at work), i realized...oh crap. my checking account is going dry. oops! i guess i'd best start saving.
im pretty nervous about the new building not only being completed, but about what its going to be like to work there. i dont think it should be terribly different, but i wonder how much busier it will get and all of the new menu items...that...dont exist yet.
but ive worked in the current location for four years. and i always get sad when i say goodbye to a job ive really enjoyed. i remember the last day at the plant station: locking the door on that last day was pretty sad. i always feel like its the end of an era. and this will be no exception. ive made a lot of friends through this job. not only the people ive worked with, but many of the customers, too. we hear about things in each others lives and advise each other on which direction to go. that's why i love being a barista so much (even though, really, our shop doesnt even HAVE baristas...more like coffee-serving wenches). im excited for the new building at the same time, though. especially the new espresso machine. oh they're so beautiful. and this one should be quieter and quicker and i could learn to even create a god-shot with it! oh and latte art...our machine now couldnt produce a god-shot if we spent fifteen minutes tamping out one porta-filter. i plan on doing a lot more research before we open. itll be good, but, itll also be sad. especially when i have to see the eco building empty. it'll be so strange. it's been there for about 8 years, and i have been frequenting (even while i havent been working there) for each one of them. and the first time i was there was with chris. just another part of him dying, i suppose. i cant think like that, ouch.
whatever, i guess its laundry day. and blizzard day, and i dont mean dairy queen. it's absolutely gross out. this morning was in the forties when i went to work, and i literally felt the temperature drop from inside the building. it's so cold and windy. i guess ill just huddle inside my blankets for the majority of the evening while the wind pounds against the walls and makes them creak. ick. i hate winter. im so over winter. what.even.gives.