Random Musings From My Life
(or How Jess Covers Up Talking To Herself)

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

The New Girl

Being in the state of having spoken too soon is never quite as unpleasant as it is when the speaking was done from up on one's high horse...

My last day of work, May 2010. "And there it is, ladies and gentlemen..." I said with all the drama of someone who thinks everyone cares, "my last cup!" The lid was on, my apron was off. "I will never make coffee again!" Seriously, you really had to be there to appreciate the amount of conviction (and instant superiority) I threw into that last statement. Scarlett O'Hara would have been proud.

... you have guessed, by now, the statement proved false. In a monumental way. I don't mind so much that, when I got a new job in the States one month later, making coffee was one of my duties. This is because making coffee in an office (and, well, America) consists of chucking a filter in the machine and turning it on. Also because it wasn't my only duty; it wasn't even the main one. And, every now and then, the coffee was for Wes Craven.

It does bother me, however, that upon returning home I've gone straight into a job that is almost identical to the one I left -- coffee making and customer service in a Cafe/Bakery that sells lots of muffins and cakes. I'll take a slice of humble pie, to go... thanks.

My sense of superiority is wearing off slowly as I am forced to spend my days with the little people new friends.

Seriously, though. There is only one upside to being "the new girl" -- the fact that you can bugger up and then give it the old "sorry... it's my first day/week". Some of you might count access to free/cheap muffins, cakes and carbs as an upside. Clearly, you haven't been living in America.

So, one upside. It's the same when you start new at most of these places -- a lot of "now Jess... this is how you sweep around a table" and "do you want to try making an ICEEED COFFEEEE?" -- they either think you're deaf, stupid or twelve.

I'm not really complaining. It's a means to an end. And someone has to give the people their coffee...

Coffee is important. You want coffee. Come get it from Jess. She makes awesome coffee.

Tip big... we've got a movie to make, people!

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