Yesterday was great. Today was... odd
Thursday night I went to bed around 1:30 am. I got up at 4 so I could get ready for work. I got to work by 5 am to open. Yesterday while at work, I only screwed up two orders, one of which I corrected before it got out the door. I had everything open and ready to go by 6 am. I got my entire checklist done. Then after work I created a webpage for the fic ladybiggs and I are writing (along with any subsequent fanart that goes along with it) and it is updated with everything up through part 8. (We are editing part nine right now. It's my turn to edit and my eyes are bugging out of my head. More on that later.) I went a'running with ladybiggs and we worked on updating my Reno costume for Anime Punch (which I haven't figured out if I have the days off yet!). Then we had homemade pizza.
I went home at around 10. I got into bed by 11. I was up this morning at 4:30 to get ready for work. I made it there by 5 am.
Now, Friday night I only got about 3 hours of sleep. I ran for 18 hours. Last night I got 5 and a half. I'm wiped but I don't want to go to sleep. I probably should cause there's a lot of stuff I have to get done and I will work better after a nap. I also have to close tomorrow, so I should work my sleep schedule around. But it's just the PRINCIPLE of the thing... I have an entire DAY to work with and I'm too tired to do anything. *laughs*
I'll probably take a nap.
Back to the story.
Today went infinately less smooth than yesterday. When I got there, the whipped cream got left out and spoiled, there was none made. The dishes were just thrown on the counter. There were no baked goods for me to put out. I got the first batch of coffee brewed with no problem and most of the opening went smoothly.
Until I opened the store.
Once the store opened, I brewed the reserve coffees. I must have accidentally hit the one brew button twice and completely overflowed one of the pots. *DIES* I grabbed the pot of 185 degree coffee and hauled it across the floor to the sink, burning my fingers as the coffee poured out when I moved. I stuck an empty container under the brew basket and went to get the mop. I couldn't find it. Someone had left it OUTSIDE all night! So after rinsing that, I started cleaning up coffee. Got a customer. Took care of him.
THE OWNER WALKS IN. *DIES AGAIN*
He orders a caramel cappuccino.
I make his cappuccino. Screwed up foaming the milk. There WAS NO FOAM. *hangs self* (In case you're all wondering what the big deal is... It's a major barista no-no to NOT have foam on a cappuccino. It's slightly less of a no-no to not make milk art on top of an in-house cappuccino. :://end geek) Then I clean up my coffee disaster that is slowly spreading across the floor.
With that done I turn to my coffee pot that has leaked coffee all over the countertop and spread under the grinders. So I move the entire counter area around and clean it.
This is where my day gets better for an hour. I got the rest of my opening list done down to the pastries that weren't done baking and the sandwiches that weren't made because the baker didn't get there until ten minutes of six in the morning.
Enter 8 am. We get busy around that time. The other girl shows up. Bonus!
This is when I can fill whipped cream that has been out since LAST NIGHT. I had never made whipped cream before, so I had to wait for the girl to show up who could help me. I started screwing up drinks.
That was when I pulled myself to the back to work. Pinched my arm between baking pans and now have a quarter-sized red and purple bruise on my forearm.
Now I am home. Tired. Hungry. Don't care to do anything about the hungry. I'm off to take a nap. See you all in a few hours. *laughs*
I went home at around 10. I got into bed by 11. I was up this morning at 4:30 to get ready for work. I made it there by 5 am.
Now, Friday night I only got about 3 hours of sleep. I ran for 18 hours. Last night I got 5 and a half. I'm wiped but I don't want to go to sleep. I probably should cause there's a lot of stuff I have to get done and I will work better after a nap. I also have to close tomorrow, so I should work my sleep schedule around. But it's just the PRINCIPLE of the thing... I have an entire DAY to work with and I'm too tired to do anything. *laughs*
I'll probably take a nap.
Back to the story.
Today went infinately less smooth than yesterday. When I got there, the whipped cream got left out and spoiled, there was none made. The dishes were just thrown on the counter. There were no baked goods for me to put out. I got the first batch of coffee brewed with no problem and most of the opening went smoothly.
Until I opened the store.
Once the store opened, I brewed the reserve coffees. I must have accidentally hit the one brew button twice and completely overflowed one of the pots. *DIES* I grabbed the pot of 185 degree coffee and hauled it across the floor to the sink, burning my fingers as the coffee poured out when I moved. I stuck an empty container under the brew basket and went to get the mop. I couldn't find it. Someone had left it OUTSIDE all night! So after rinsing that, I started cleaning up coffee. Got a customer. Took care of him.
THE OWNER WALKS IN. *DIES AGAIN*
He orders a caramel cappuccino.
I make his cappuccino. Screwed up foaming the milk. There WAS NO FOAM. *hangs self* (In case you're all wondering what the big deal is... It's a major barista no-no to NOT have foam on a cappuccino. It's slightly less of a no-no to not make milk art on top of an in-house cappuccino. :://end geek) Then I clean up my coffee disaster that is slowly spreading across the floor.
With that done I turn to my coffee pot that has leaked coffee all over the countertop and spread under the grinders. So I move the entire counter area around and clean it.
This is where my day gets better for an hour. I got the rest of my opening list done down to the pastries that weren't done baking and the sandwiches that weren't made because the baker didn't get there until ten minutes of six in the morning.
Enter 8 am. We get busy around that time. The other girl shows up. Bonus!
This is when I can fill whipped cream that has been out since LAST NIGHT. I had never made whipped cream before, so I had to wait for the girl to show up who could help me. I started screwing up drinks.
That was when I pulled myself to the back to work. Pinched my arm between baking pans and now have a quarter-sized red and purple bruise on my forearm.
Now I am home. Tired. Hungry. Don't care to do anything about the hungry. I'm off to take a nap. See you all in a few hours. *laughs*