angry old man.

some of the most brilliant ideas come to me while i'm cutting fruit.  at work this morning, i sliced up a pineapple, mango, kiwis and strawberries.  during the first fruit, a man came by to complain {for the sixtieth time} that we did not offer free coffee refills and to threaten that if we didn't offer free refills soon we would no longer have the pleasure of his business.  i kindly told him the decision had been made for a 10% off discount on refills and there would be no further adjustments.  {although what i really wanted to say was that we could survive very well without his business, thank you very much, and would he please take his ancient suit out of the store and go pout on someone else's tables.}  after he left, i seethed into that stupid mango.  i hated customers.  i wanted him to take his unwelcome opinion and put it in his coffin, then jump in himself.

and then i noticed what i was actually feeling.  invalidated.  completely invalidated.  like what i said had no weight and could not sway or sooth this man at all.  to put salt on the wound, i had told this same man last week that we were rethinking our refill policies {which we were}.  however, my manager decided against grossly discounting customers' second cup after i'd talked to the man.  then the man talked to my manager and told him that i said that he could have a free refill.  {again, invalidation.}

by this point in my train of thought, i'd moved on to the second fruit.  and while cutting the second fruit, i realized that if i was feeling invalidated, there was something i could do about it.  my emotional state, confidence, security and safety did not depend on that brat of a man.

so i started slicing strawberries faster.  and with each stroke, i told myself

i am divine.

i am a daughter of God.  and that means i'm royalty.  and that means i matter - a lot.

i can be happy no matter where i am or what i'm doing.

my emotions are a decision and i can choose not to be frustrated and let that man ruin my day.

i am beautiful.

i am worth it.

i am working for my family and providing a way for us to live our dreams.  and that's important.

by the fourth fruit, i was mostly happy.  and an hour later, i was smiling.

small victories are sometimes the best part of the day.

also, next time that man complains to me i'm going to tell him to take his homemade coffee and sit inside the starbucks next door if he's not going to buy anything.  when i get old, i want to be nothing like him.

unexpected schedule

this morning, i woke up at 5:30 to the wind rattling my blinds like all it wanted was to get into the bedroom and crawl into bed with me.  finally being conscious enough to realize i could do something about the obnoxious rattling, i slithered out of bed and crawled along the floor to slam the window shut.  ten minutes later, barely dozes off again and fully aware that my alarm was going off in twenty minutes, my phone started chirping - a text message.  at 5:40 in the morning?  whoever was texting me that early deserved to be ignored.

twenty minutes later, i looked at my phone.  after reading the desperate situation my manager was in, i decided my schedule was going to flip-flop today.  so what was supposed to be a free morning filled with DAILIES, granola bar making, reading and working out became another morning at work making coffee and smoothie for the people that weren't having a great day and needed a little lift.

luckily, i finished at two.

the man of the house was feeling pretty sick today, and my body wasn't exactly feeling in tip top shape, either.
he ate with me on my lunch break {and made us a killer raspberry cheesecake yogurt parfait}, then came to pick me up after work.

at home, i pulled off my red uniform shirt and crawled back into bed.  a forty minute nap turned into a four hour nap this evening.

after waking up, i made yellow curry over rice, we watched another episode of psych and now it's back to bed.

needless to say {not really, i'm saying it..} we're both ingesting quite a bit of emergenc, grapefruit seed extract, vitamin d, and water.

here's to a healthier-feeling day tomorrow.
over and out-like-a-light again,

have a happy night!

day number one: a girl who knows nothing about coffee

day one of work done! my feet hurt, my middle back is aching a little and overall, i'm pretty tired.  today, i successfully switched the till, closed the till, counted the till, and ran the register for eight hours straight.  i also made small and large smoothies of every variety.  i only made one latte... and it exploded all over me, the machines, the floor, and the counter.  luckily the customer didn't see.  sadly, i think i served her a lukewarm tuxedo latte.  hope she liked her white and dark chocolate.

that experience out of the way, i can absolutely say that i don't mind my job at all, and after a bit of getting it into my comfort zone, i might like it quite a bit.  except for the coffee.  i just can't wrap my mind around coffee, still.  i've never had it, never made it, never been around it.  when someone wants a mocha, i couldn't tell you the difference between a caramel mocha and double chocolate frappe.  sadly, they also don't use recipe charts for the coffee, although they do for just about everything else.  eek.  i'm afraid i might splatter steamed milk all over me multiple more times before i get anything right in that zone of the work space.

that aside, i worked with a boy named pierce today.  pierce is scruffy, with a padawan braid that extends from the nape of his neck to his shoulder.  he's quiet, but he gets the job done and steps out of what's comfortable to do it right.  seems like a decent sort of man-in-formation.  katie closed with me today and despite the high-school-senior vibe she radiates, she was mildly pleasant.  i'm also afraid my manager is a down-right gossip.  makes me worry about staying on his good side a little, although {insert formation of a new self here} i know all i have to do is stick to my truths and i'll be just fine by me and God.

i found out today that every shift i work i get a free "whatever i want."  basically it made my day.

after that knowledge, i can tell you the white peach frozen yogurt mixed with blueberry frozen yogurt is practically one of the best things you'll ever put in your presently flavor-deprived mouth.

yum.  really, that's about all i can say.

over and out - it's way past bedtime.