Weds. August 29, 2018
Make a move.
I decided to wake up before 1pm today, unlike yesterday. I was not sure how my day was going to go. If I was going to be working or given the day off again. So, I got up at 10:30am just in case.
While in bed, I received a text message from the lady I work with. My thoughts were confirmed. She needed me to go into the café. Luckily, I kept my schedule open, like I really had anything to do, and did not make plans for the day. The most I wanted to do was have breakfast in a diner for once. It has been a very long time since I actually sat down someplace nice. Anyway, that will be for another day.
I had to roll out of bed and get going. After finding something random to wear I quickly got dressed. Well not too quickly because I had to iron my pants. They were extremely wrinkled from the wash. But when I was finished I did my hair in a messy fashion, grabbed a banana from the kitchen table and left. Road snack is what I call it!
Along the way I contemplated on stopping at Dunkin’ Donuts. I really wanted a pumpkin spice latte but I fought the urge and kept it moving. The lady I work with needed me to relieve her so she could leave. The café was missing a few things that she needed to get. I had to think about her verses my addition to the wonderful taste of this season. It was hard.
I made it to the café around 12:30pm, right in time to serve the lunch crowd. The moment I walked in, without even removing my backpack, I jumped in to help. She had just started doing business moments before I got there. Perfect timing? I think so.
She was a few orders in and going strong. But as fast as the crowd came, they left. Once her rush finished it seemed like the entire day was done. Not needing to be around much longer, around 1:30pm, she left me to run her errands. To perform the tasks she called me in to cover her for. I was alone for the long haul. Oh, so lonely.
Throughout the day I did what I could. It was a busier day than normal I thought. I still had time to blog but I also needed to serve people in between. Unfortunately, around 4:30pm everything died down substantially. I could hear my neighbor café, Greenstraw, starting to clean up. We close at 7pm, right? Oh, yeah! I had forgotten that they leave way before I do. By 5:30pm they are done and out the front door.
Around the same time the worker left I started to clean. I did some dishes here and there, light sweeping, organizing and slowly putting things away. I did want to be the last one out.
By the time 6:30pm came around the lady I work with was back, arms loaded, with grocery bags. She had finished her tasks and looked tired. I could tell her day and the sun mixed together had started to take a toll on her. But her job was not done yet. We were out of dumplings and she needed to make more. While she did her thing, I continued to clean.
By 7:45 we were both finished and out of there. We were almost, and I mean almost, last ones to leave. There was one other vendor besides us in the building. I do not want to be the last out of the building. I do not have a key to lock up and being in there with the lights off is not fun. In the parking lot we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.
After my long drive home, I walked through the door. It was 9pm and I was happy. With my headphones in my ears I was listening to the Wednesday night call. Every week my team from the other job has one. I will be honest and say that I have not been on this call in a very long time. It was a good one to be on.