4:40 AM alarm this morning. As i got up my heart was filled with excitement and nervousness. It was day two of my training @ Boston Common Coffee. Day one went fairly well as far as i could tell. Now, I was to be rushed with the ever rapid morning rush. Leaving my apartment when it was still dark out was kinda creepy. It was calming in the sense that I was literally the only one walking around, which doesn't happen often in the North End. But then i started freaking myself out cause i realized i was totally alone, in essence i was a prime suspect. Luckily, the coffee shop's not more than three to four blocks away.
Working seven hour shifts is something i'm still getting used to, but everything's new to me in this situation. I feel like i'm still behind, but i should be. This is only day two. Yes, i'm not gonna lie and say i didn't make any mistakes. i made a ton! but everyone does. i'm human. What was reassuring though were my co-workers. When we got little breaks here and there, when no one was coming in, they kept telling me how well i was doing, and it was definitely nice to hear that. Everyone has been pretty nice and considerate at the fact that i'm learning. Nothing sucks more then having to work with people you can't get along with.
Pretty much this is how all my tuesdays and thursdays will look from now on, with weekend shifts every now and again. 5:30 AM - 1:00 PM, wooo bring it! ** funny fact: i get super excited anytime we split up tips throughout our shifts. it's like instant gratification for me. i see the dough i'm making. just today i made $26 in tips alone :)
i'm going to sleep happy.
:)happy for u. Bringinnn home daaa cheddaaa
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