Carry That Weight

Tualatin Haggen Service Deli is a relief in contrast to my prior position as courtesy clerk. I am no longer zonked-out tired by the end of my shift – all I need to do is freshen up a bit and I’m good to go. Plus, pay is 33% higher. Tomorrow I learn how to operate and close the “back” of the deli. Responsibilities are generally dishes, hot food and rotisserie chicken shutdown and cleaning, fryer shutdown and filtering, chicken de-boning, and a lot more cleaning. But, I’m sure there’s a lot more than I even imagined. New challenge… GO!

But for some reason I’m fascinated by one popular, caffeine powerhouse called Starbucks. The small little store snuggled in the entrance of Haggen seems perfect. An acquaintance of mine, who also works as checker for Haggen, picks up the rest of her time as a Barista – and she says it’s awesome. Starbucks really is this social beat, and I have this desire to get in the circle. The Baristas seem to get along so well, and I sometimes feel I’m stranded in no-man’s land back in the Service Deli. Don’t get me wrong… My coworkers are overall nice, helpful, and easy to work with, but I think I would enjoy being in the social crave working as a Barista. If I wasn’t going back to Corvallis in the fall, I think I would most definitely try to get my foot in the door and work out a scheduling deal between both employers.

Hmmm… I’m torn. I want to stay true to my words and be “liv’n it up” as much as possible – follow my intuition – go for my goals… But perhaps I’m just not ready to carry that weight. It’s easy to be glorified by another’s simple-seeming job-hopping, but fulfilling the line of duty may take a little more desperation. I should enjoy the time I have off of work.

I’m picking blueberries at 8am – I have easily eaten about 9lbs. over the past three weeks and this will be our third time returning to the Nodaway Blues farm. I also look forward to hitting up Starbucks for my morning jolt – which reminds me!… My friend at Starbucks in Haggen… She made me this kicker of a drink custom-named Black and White Toffee Nut Doubleshot Mocha. Prior to having that venti-of-love, I was feeling pretty under-the-weather. The beverage fixed everything.

Need my sleep.

Out.

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