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first day back
Ohmigawd, I'm tired.  Work today just kicked my ass.  I was so achy after I drove home I could barely get out of the car (ended up taking a two-hour nap... I remember laying down...).  I tried to shop for feast gear at Christmas Tree Shop, but all they had was crap.  The one pattern I saw that could have worked was a 16-piece set for $10, and I will be damned if I'm bringing another set of dishes into this house, even for $10.  I want two plates and two bowls, and that's it.  And a basket to put them in, that's all.  And a couple of napkins.  And this chair, that's all I need. This chair, and this paddleball toy.  That's all I need in the world.  This chair, this paddleball toy, a couple of napkins, two plates, two bowls, a basket to put them in, and this lamp.  And my dog...  Maybe not my dog.

(Sorry.  Couldn't help myself.)

Anyway, I had a great time at work -- I really love that job, even if it was physically exhausting.  I scooped a large cone for a lady today, half Almond Joy, half Mocha Almond Assault.  She said she hadn't had ice cream in over a year, and they drove all the way up from CT to get there.  I don't think she'd ever had Kimball's ice cream, but her companion had.  When I handed it to her, she literally laughed out loud and said "I'm going to have so much FUN!"  She loved the Almond Joy, too (coconut ice cream with almonds and chocolate chips).  It totally made my day -- the sore back, tired forearms, achy legs were all worth it, because my handing ice cream to that lady made her so damned happy.

All jobs should be like this.  I wouldn't be so grumpy about job searching if they were.

i feel: exhausted exhausted

6 trips or shoot the rapids
emmacrew From: emmacrew Date: September 30th, 2004 08:59 pm (UTC) (base camp)
It's like when I worked in the bakery and knew this one customer always wanted the muffin with chocolate in, one with crispy edges, warmed up and served with butter. And she'd be so delighted when you'd bring it to her.
tashabear From: tashabear Date: September 30th, 2004 09:26 pm (UTC) (base camp)

There's a "Country Store" attached to the ice cream stand, and they do muffins and squares and such and are open during the winter, and I would love to learn to do the baking, but I don't know if they'd hire me to help with that. My mom is always warning me "you'd have to get up at 4 am" but what she still doesn't realize is that if I really enjoy a job, getting up at 4 am is no big deal. I love that time of day. It's quiet, there's no traffic, the birds are still sleeping... it's like you're sneaking around behind the scenery of the world.
emmacrew From: emmacrew Date: September 30th, 2004 09:47 pm (UTC) (base camp)
The worst part of doing the baking (which in this particular place started at 6 am, so that the muffins and croissants would all be done when the place opened for business at 8 and the breads would be done in time for the lunch rush) was deciding what 3-4 flavors of muffin to bake that day. Because decisions at that time of day are hard, following a routine is easy.
tashabear From: tashabear Date: September 30th, 2004 09:57 pm (UTC) (base camp)
Ah, tis true. But you can always make that decision at the end of the previous day.
mariora From: mariora Date: October 1st, 2004 06:30 am (UTC) (base camp)
You need your thermos too...

*wanders off singing*

I'm picking out a thermos for yooooou. No ordinary thermos will dooooo...

booniesjen From: booniesjen Date: October 1st, 2004 10:23 am (UTC) (base camp)
Ice Cream!!!!
Road Trip!!!!
Ah, I am always craving sweets when I am working out more. Kind of defeats the purpose, though.
6 trips or shoot the rapids