We are here and I am finally home. But I think it won’t be long before George thinks of this place as home, too. He’s really loved it so far and it’s only been three days. I think he was sold when he found out there was a skate park only five minutes from my parents’ house. He plans to go everyday.
I’ve already started at my new store and I was considerably overwhelmed. I felt so inadequate. The fact of the matter is that I have come to work in the coffee hub of the world and it appears that everyone seems to know exactly what they want. I steamed more soy milk yesterday than I have in the two years I’ve worked for Starbucks. No one mispronounced “carmel macchiatto” or asked for “extra cool whip” all day. Unbelievable.
So. It’s different. It’s a handful. I’m hoping I’ll only get better at my job. I just hope it doesn’t force me into a corner, wrapped up in a fetal position before the summer is over…
