Without proper tools
What do you do when you're given a job without being given the proper tools with which to do it? (I digress, but did you see how I maneuvered that sentence so that it would not end a preposition with? Cool, huh?) Anyway....
I guess you do the best you can with what you've got and try, valiantly to keep a sense of humor about it all.
That is what I shall do today at work. I will smile at the piqued customers and shrug and say "how do you like me now?"
This situation is giving me ample opportunity to practice what I say I believe.
I'll let you know how that works.
In the meantime, how about a double tall caramel machiato and a butter croissant?
jax (the writer, damn-it)


1 Comments:
It's funny how the mind works. I've been telling myself the same thing for days - stop worrying, just relax, you can only do what you can do.
By the end of the day today, I knew two things - FELT them, right down to the bones.
1. I AM a Starbucks barista. I CAN hang.
and 2. When in doubt, sing. . .
And finally, after saying it for days, the feeling finally came. The weight is gone and my energy came back in spades.
Love it!
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