Post by Via,Karma,Emmett & Knolan on Jun 8, 2008 10:44:26 GMT -8
{Since we don't have a coffee shop, I'm going to post it here}
Today was not a highlight of my life. I had gone to work as usual, only this itme I was filling in for the manager.It was about an hour before the first wave of customers came in. They were all practically still aasleep and ordered lots of coffee. Megan and I took orders and prepared everyone's orders. I didn't really like Megan, but today since we were the only one's who seemed to remember that we actually had to work to pay our rents, we got along spectacularly.
When the customers left, we would ramble about how much trouble our co-workers would be in when our boss found out, let alone the owner. By the time the clock on our wall said 10:00 am only one other co-worker had come in, Mark. He lounged around for a bit, before coming to help Megan and I with our orders. He didn't say a word at all, not even when we told him to take out the trash, and he always complains about that. Then around midday the owner of the shop came in, she skanned the area before coming over to us. Mark stood in the corner making a woman's latte, and Megan and I just watched the owner. She stopped about then feet away from us before taking out her cell phone and marching out the back door. We eavsedropped of course, but it was kind of hard not to eavesdrop. We heard her voice loud and clear, starting at a low whisper, and then rising to a full out yell. Mark hurredly finished making the latte and before the woman left, she peered around the corner of the room and then rushed out the door.
We all sighed loudly, and waited for the owner to come back into the room. After she had called most of the other co-workers she stromed back into the shop, looking like she was about to explode. She didn't say a word to us and then left. After the door shut I heard Megan let out a deep breath, I didn't blame her, the owner could be very impatient sometimes.
After our lunch break, Tom and Sean came in for their afetrnoon shift, but Megan, Mark & I still had to stay. The rest of the day went by slowly, Tom kept giving me dirty looks and the customers weren't any better. Some couldn't make up their mind about what they wanted to order, while others ordered what seemed like too much. Megan, Tom, and I ran around preparing orders and handing them out. It was terrible. When we had just finished and oder for a police officer, Tom said he would help the officer load everything into his car. I cleared the way for Tom as he carried loads of coffee cups and bagels out to the policeman's car, only to come back in for more. Just when Tom picked up the last of the coffee, he managed to spill it all over me. And today, of course, I chose to wear a short sleeved shirt.
Tom tripped on the mat and the burning hot coffee spilled all over my arm and chest. Sean rushed over with a cold washcloth and padded down on my arm. I wasn't burned very badly, but My skin was a pinkish-pale-white afterwards. Tpm and Megan made some more coffee and busied themselves with convincing the police officer that there was an accident inside.
I left a few hours early, undable to help out veyr much with my bruned arm. So I went home and tried to sleep, but no matter what I ended up lying down on my bad arm, so I settled for t.v instead. It was hard to focus on the t.v when you have a burn on your arm. I kept putting ice on it until my arm was numb, but it didn't do much to stop the pain.
There was one thing I hated about being away at college, you didn't have your parents around to comfort you when you got home after a bad day at work.
ooc: I wasn't sure what to write......
Today was not a highlight of my life. I had gone to work as usual, only this itme I was filling in for the manager.It was about an hour before the first wave of customers came in. They were all practically still aasleep and ordered lots of coffee. Megan and I took orders and prepared everyone's orders. I didn't really like Megan, but today since we were the only one's who seemed to remember that we actually had to work to pay our rents, we got along spectacularly.
When the customers left, we would ramble about how much trouble our co-workers would be in when our boss found out, let alone the owner. By the time the clock on our wall said 10:00 am only one other co-worker had come in, Mark. He lounged around for a bit, before coming to help Megan and I with our orders. He didn't say a word at all, not even when we told him to take out the trash, and he always complains about that. Then around midday the owner of the shop came in, she skanned the area before coming over to us. Mark stood in the corner making a woman's latte, and Megan and I just watched the owner. She stopped about then feet away from us before taking out her cell phone and marching out the back door. We eavsedropped of course, but it was kind of hard not to eavesdrop. We heard her voice loud and clear, starting at a low whisper, and then rising to a full out yell. Mark hurredly finished making the latte and before the woman left, she peered around the corner of the room and then rushed out the door.
We all sighed loudly, and waited for the owner to come back into the room. After she had called most of the other co-workers she stromed back into the shop, looking like she was about to explode. She didn't say a word to us and then left. After the door shut I heard Megan let out a deep breath, I didn't blame her, the owner could be very impatient sometimes.
After our lunch break, Tom and Sean came in for their afetrnoon shift, but Megan, Mark & I still had to stay. The rest of the day went by slowly, Tom kept giving me dirty looks and the customers weren't any better. Some couldn't make up their mind about what they wanted to order, while others ordered what seemed like too much. Megan, Tom, and I ran around preparing orders and handing them out. It was terrible. When we had just finished and oder for a police officer, Tom said he would help the officer load everything into his car. I cleared the way for Tom as he carried loads of coffee cups and bagels out to the policeman's car, only to come back in for more. Just when Tom picked up the last of the coffee, he managed to spill it all over me. And today, of course, I chose to wear a short sleeved shirt.
Tom tripped on the mat and the burning hot coffee spilled all over my arm and chest. Sean rushed over with a cold washcloth and padded down on my arm. I wasn't burned very badly, but My skin was a pinkish-pale-white afterwards. Tpm and Megan made some more coffee and busied themselves with convincing the police officer that there was an accident inside.
I left a few hours early, undable to help out veyr much with my bruned arm. So I went home and tried to sleep, but no matter what I ended up lying down on my bad arm, so I settled for t.v instead. It was hard to focus on the t.v when you have a burn on your arm. I kept putting ice on it until my arm was numb, but it didn't do much to stop the pain.
There was one thing I hated about being away at college, you didn't have your parents around to comfort you when you got home after a bad day at work.
ooc: I wasn't sure what to write......