Today I bring you a few adventures from work! Also it's a day early as I'm going out to an awesome weekend of wine and Go Ape (not in that order, obviously - health and safety people!) and I didn't want to try fitting it in tomorrow. Still, early is better than late, right? :P
Texty bit following - Feel feel to skip!
A little bit of background (especially for those who are
interested in what I’ve done with my life since university):
I started looking for a job as I was revising for exams with
a mind to starting work straight away (and after a month of looking, I decided
anyone willing to take me is the job I’d go for). So I ended up starting at
McDonalds the day after my last exam. I met some great people and made some (I
hope) life-long friends, and grew up quite a lot in quite a short span of time.
All the lovely people in the world couldn’t have made McDonald’s a nice place
to work, what with all the chavs and the dicks who go there just to make life
miserable for the workers, and let’s face it, you don’t ever get along with
everyone you work with anyhow. Still, after five months of never having a day
of work where I wasn’t called an offensive name at some point, I decided enough
was enough (also, I was working a lot of evening shifts by then – 3 until
11:30pm at the time, now 4 until 2 or something horrific, and never got to see
Nick). For a few months before I left I was looking for other work, but found
nothing (by which I mean applied to everything and got no responses). We agreed
between us that the best thing to do was for me to quit McDonalds and look for
something else then, and to just be basically a house-wife until I found
something. While I hated this idea of Nick being the one supporting us both, I
really was in a bad place inside my own head at McDonalds and it was most
definitely time to back out. So I left.
Within two weeks of leaving McDonalds, I was up and working
at Whittard of Chelsea, although only part time. I love my job there. I’m never
sworn at, and never shouted at or intimidated. Both the staff and the customers
are all wonderful, and I no longer wake up in cold-sweats after dreaming about
work, hooray!
So I’ve got an awful lot of notes about working in Whittards
in my little booklet of posts to write up, and you’ll see many more over time I
should imagine. But to begin, here are three of the things which have recently
struck me as amusing enough to share with you all!
Well, this picture is illustrating how Whittards have an
awful lot of varieties of one product, in this case it was a 6 cup stove-top
espresso maker. We had four different packages, and four different prices. My
manager and I then spent a good half an hour to an hour sorting out the shelves
and making sure all the prices were right. That one espresso maker wasn’t
alone, either. We have many products (especially in the coffee equipment
section) where there are more than one type and occasionally more than one
price.
And here we have coffee tasting. I’m not a huge fan of
coffee (although it’s certainly grown on me since I expanded my knowledge of
different types), so my first few experiences and indeed many subsequent ones
of tasting coffee is just a few minutes of me getting up the balls to do it.
Then I try not to rush though doing it but inevitably more chug the tasting
than taste it. While there are a few of the Whittards coffees that I love, I
certainly don’t love many more, so perhaps it’s unsurprising that so many of my
tasting experiences end in this fashion!
Right there has been an awful lot of text to today’s post,
sorry about that! The next few will probably have less, as now the background
has been laid! Thanks for reading =D
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