I am not lost…

July 8, 2016

Tales from the Café: Only in the Movies

Time: Saturday, 11:05 pm

It was way past when we should have left, and yet…

And yet. The mopping still wasn’t done–though Dana was almost through with it–bits and pieces still needed to be picked up, and I swear the huge party we’d been working with all evening had only left something like seven minutes earlier. An hour after we closed. There was very little good to be salvaged from this day.

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June 17, 2016

Tales From the Café: Out of the Mouths of…Customers?

Time: Friday, 3:15 pm

I may not have any of my own, but I know if you hang around kids long enough, you’re going to hear some crazy stuff. The Internet has lists of creepy or clever things kids have said with absolutely no prompting. I’d put it out there that it’s not just kids who say these things. I mean, look at politics. Some things that come out of people’s mouths…

That’s not the point. The point is I’ve heard all kinds of people say all kinds of ridiculous stuff. But I’m not sure anything quite beats the woman who was talking to Zöe.

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June 10, 2016

Tales from the Café: Are You Sure?

Time: Wednesday, 1:15 pm.

I’ve gotten my fair share of bizarre requests in my time working, both here and at other customer service places where I’ve been employed. I’ve had odd food questions, I’ve had seating requests that don’t make sense, I’ve had complaints and compliments and all kinds of oddness. Most of it doesn’t even affect me anymore.

But every once in a while, something manages to surprise me. And when it does, it’s always a doozy.

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May 27, 2016

Tales from the Café: Amazing the Things You Find

Time: Tuesday, 9:16 pm

It was almost time to leave. All of the customers were already gone–a small miracle, given that there was a strong tendency to hang around well past closing time–so we were getting a little extra cleaning done in our “free time.” I was over cleaning the wood portion of our floors, so I could only hear murmurs from the crew cleaning our couch chairs on the other side of the café.

I didn’t envy them their job. Those chairs had to be a disaster. Who knew when the last time they’d been cleaned was?

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May 20, 2016

Tales from the Café: Man in the Mirror

Time: Saturday, 8:35 pm

It was a quiet night, and a welcome one at that. Friday night had been an absolute nightmare; it had been me, a returning college student, and three new hires working, and I’m fairly certain everyone in a thirty mile radius had decided to come out. So a quiet night shift was all I really wanted. I love busy nights, because it kept me busy and made us good money. But enough was enough.

I was standing at the bar, making a Dark and Stormy for Corey, one of the kitchen crew done with his shift, when James came walking over from the direction of the bathrooms. “Uh oh, this could be bad,” I muttered. Corey laughed.

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May 13, 2016

Tales from the Café: Commonly Heard Phrases

Time: Every day I come into work

Every job has its own set of phrases that make you feel like you’re a broken record. Mocha Time has quite a few. Between what I hear the customers say, and what I say on a regular basis…

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May 6, 2016

Tales from the Café: These Slip-Resistant Shoes Were Made for Walking

Time: Saturday, 2:46 pm

I hate working brunch. (To be fair, most of us hate working brunch, so this isn’t just me talking.) I’m sure I’ve said this before, but it’s chaotic and loud and there are too many people around. Added onto this, I was working on the patio, so I had some of the longest treks from kitchen to table.

I liked the exercise I got from it, but I have to admit that it’s still tiring.

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April 29, 2016

Tales from the Café: Blind Date

Time: Thursday, 6:47 pm

We’re a fairly common place for meet-ups, I’ve noticed. It makes sense: we’re in a very central location, easy to find, right off the main drag. City Square is a decent sized hub for the Expressway, and between all the restaurants around, we’ve got good amounts of parking. So I’ve seen a lot of business meetings, realtors meeting with customers, couples coming in. I like it. People-watching makes for good song ideas.

Some better than others.

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April 22, 2016

Tales From the Café: Not My Best Day

Time: Tuesday, 1:15 pm

I hate Tuesdays. They are my least favorite day of the week, and always have been. This was a particularly stupid Tuesday. I wasn’t feeling well, my guitar had broken two strings on me the night before, my car was likely to need more work on it than I could afford, and I hadn’t had a decent night’s sleep in a week.

But I try not to bring that to work with me. Doesn’t always work, but I try.

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April 8, 2016

Tales From the Café: Familiar Faces

(Alternately titled: You Probably Think This Post Is About You)

Time: Friday, 8:55 pm

It was finally almost closing time after an incredibly hectic day. Zöe had locked the front door, and all but the last few tables had filtered out. Despite the chaotic nature of the evening, I was in a good mood. None of my tables had been nasty, a couple left very nice tips, and my leg had finally stopped hurting from where I smacked it into a corner almost a week ago now.

I must have been humming under my breath, because I looked up from my sweeping and saw Kacey grinning at me. “What?”

“Is that one of your new songs?” It was no secret that I was a musician, and I’d lately been buckling down on actually getting some original stuff written. “I like it.”

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