In love with the Green Lady


I love my job. I kid you not. Ever since I transferred to the new location, I have loved every minute of it. I wouldn't quit if you paid me. Well, lets just say it would take a lot of money for me to quit. A lot.

I worked a split shift today. In the morning, I worked at my old store. It was exactly how I remember it. It was as if nothing changed. I was there for only three hours, which went extremely quick, and then I was off for four hours.

The other half of my shift was at the new store-my store. I love it there. I click with everyone and it runs so smoothly. It's actually a pleasure to go to work and I look forward to it each day that I do work.

Anyway, I just thought that I would share that with you guys. No more whining from me. Things are really looking up.

Crisis Averted

So, I have some good news to report. I am staying at Starbucks. I talked to my manager today and everything got straightened out. She said that I'm doing an excellent job and that she's highly impressed with my customer service skills. She mentioned that there is still some operational stuff that I need to improve on (which isn't surprising considering the fact that I'm new); but other than that, she was greatly impressed with how well I am doing.
What a difference a day makes, let me tell you. I have to admit, I was feeling disappointed at wanting to leave my job so soon. But now that that is over with, I don't have to worry about it.


That's about it for news-other than that I have a mild sunburn and my food handler's permit. I am very excited about my life right now and it feels like it is going in a good direction.Take care out there and I will post again later.

A limo in Hell

I'm not going to lie to you here-there are days where I absolutely hate, loathe and despise my new job. Today was definitely one of those days. We were slammed all day and I could do no right. Everything I did seemed to get on the nerves of all my coworkers and I the only time I was even remotely happy was when I was talking with customers in the drive thru.

It was while I was on drive thru that a limo pulled up in the parking lot and just sat there for, I kid you not, 20 minutes. That's it, just sat there. The driver left the car a couple times to smoke and then, just as mysteriously, it left. It was the strangest thing.

Anyway, yeah, about my job. I'm not denying it doesn't have it's perks, but it isn't worth it on some days. Most days, actually. It has it's good days and really, really bad days. Such as today. I'm sick of everyone giving me that condesending look; that you should know better, but you're the new guy look. That, do we really have to put up with him look. And I'm even more sick and tired of walking into conversations that I know are about me. One thing I hate about my job is that people are constantly talking about me behind my back. I'm not being paranoid, because I have caught people on quite a few occasions. I do not enjoy working at a place where I can't trust anybody.

All right, now that that's off my chest, I feel better now. I'm sure, in the distant future, I will enjoy working at Starbucks. That all I have to do is grin and bear it and it will get better. And right now, that's all I have to go on.

Starbucks

So as of three days ago, I started working at Starbucks. I must say, I enjoy it immensely, esecially because I'm once again working my butt off. The shifts feel long, but they are also over before you realize it. And you would not believe how much there is to learn about coffee. It's crazy. Expect a lot of late night postings from now on, because that's now the only free time that I have.

Other than that, there's not a whole lot going on with me. My back is once again feeling better-tired, but better. No more spasms, which is always a good thing. It's still pretty much the same ol', same ol'. Now that I'm working there, I have zero free time. I'm not complaining, mind you, just noting.

Anywho, that's it for now. If anything good or dramatic happens I will let you guys know. Stay safe out there. Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Update on my life.

Things have changed since my last post. So much that I'm not even sure where to start. I guess that I should start with the good news. That way if you don't want to hear the bad news, you don't have to wade through it to hear the good news.

First part of the good news. Right after my last post, I got home and discovered that my laptop charger had arrived in the mail and it was for a very paltry sum. Very. The second part of the good news is that I got a job. It's not the bank like I was hoping, but a nearby Starbucks. And not only that, but I will be getting a second interview next week to find out if I will be starting out at an entry level management position.

All right, time for the bad news. A week ago, tomorrow, I was out about about with someone very special to me. She had just gotten back from Mexico on vacation and I was looking forward to spending all day with her. The problem was that I was suffering from some food poisoning. This caused me to, well to be blunt, vomit. First in my own drive way and then in her car. She threw me to the curb and I have yet to hear from her since.

Good riddance, most will and have said. I deserve better than someone who is going to love me and then literally just leave me when I'm down. It just so happens, though, that I am very much in love with her. Still.

We have grown very close over the past few months. We talked repeatedly about how many children would be enough, what kind of wedding that she would like, very serious topics like that. We spent numerous days during the week together and even had a dedicated movie night. I felt closer to her than anyone else. I still do.

Now one would ask why someone would do this to someone else when they had grown so close. This is where I mention the fact that she is not exactly over her ex-boyfriend of five years. He moved on, she did not. Because if she truly had moved on, she would not have done this to me.

Why I am even posting this is that I need to get it all off my chest. I have talked with only relatives about this and I feel that I need to tell a wider audience. If she reads this, which would greatly surprise me because she seems to want nothing to do with me, I hope and literally pray that she will realize what she has done and come back to me.

I know I deserve better. I don't want better. I want her back and I want her back for good.