Working in a cafe part time to get me the extra cash to begin my true journey, is a stressful journey. I try to look at it positively, but lets face it...common sense is not that 'common'. It seems that commoners that are common don't have an abundance of it. Listen to me bitch. Small minds!...yeah yeah, I know. But when you are there for a purpose, to step away from what was formerly stressful to you to pursue something different and less stressful, then it become stressful for the 5 hours you are there, its just a frustrating experience!... The difference is, I get over it quickly. Though I do more often than not, feeling like a glass of wine after my shifts. I usually don't have one, as I am not a massive drinker. Though I will smoke a cigarette.
On Sunday, during my shift, I lost my SHIT, bad! the owner was all over me for not being more efficient and commanding the less experienced around. To be honest, I didn't know it was my responsibility and the fact of the matter is that, one is just gonna do her own thing anyway, so ignore me basically. The other, cannot speak English and I don't have time to translate and the other who I love and adore, it was her 3rd shift... So, when I cop blame for all of it and am tied to the coffee machine, there is not allot I can do...except, loose my shit.
Interesting to see that I still have a little temper that can flare up. Nice to have that fire, but needs to be channeled more efficiently....working on it :)
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