What would my life be without random days? I'm pretty sure so far this site has proved that I have one of the most random lives ever...So I'm going to share what a day is normally like at the workplace for me.
Take last weekend, for example. I was working with Jasmine, and we were relatively slow and we were out of toddy. Two things: One, I work in a coffee shop. Seattle's Best Coffee in Borders, to be exact. Two, toddy is cold brewed coffee used for our blended drinks. We also sell toddy systems, although I hate toddy so I wouldn't recommend it.
Anyway, I'm standing there grinding coffee and all of a sudden the grinder just stops. Right in the middle of me grinding everything. This has happened to me before, so I didn't really panic all that much. The first time it happened, the coffee had just clogged the part of the grinder where the coffee comes out, so I figured I'd just have to clear that up and everything would be fine, right?
Wrong.
I took apart the ENTIRE grinder trying to fix this problem. There was a bunch of coffee stuck in there, so I figured I'd get the vaccuum and clean it out. Jasmine was at the other end of the cafe by the espresso machine where the vacuum was, so I asked her to bring it to me. However, on her way over to me, the chord to the vacuum stopped. Jasmine, not realizing this, got pulled back from the chord and fell to the ground. Hard. Ever seen My Big Fat Greek Wedding? Remember when she's in her little shop and she stands up and she's wearing the headset and she falls over? Instant replay.
A customer walking by saw this. He stopped, he pointed directly at Jasmine, and burst into laughter. I've honestly never seen a customer do that before, but it was well worth the laugh.
Jasmine, embarrassed out of her mind, gets back up to come over to me to give me the vacuum. It doesn't work. Naturally. No one had ever emptied the vacuum before, and it was full. So what does it do?
It explodes.
Coffee beans, coffee grounds, dust, dirt, trash, everything of the like just explodes all over the cafe. And I mean ALL over. We empty out the bag and take care of all of that, and I go to vacuum out the coffee grinder. It was clogged, so I was hoping once I unclogged it everything would be fine and it would working, right?
Wrong. Again.
The grinder did not work. And we were then left with no coffee. For the rest of the day. Do you have any idea how stupid I felt when people would come up and ask for a cup of coffee and my response was "We actually don't have any right now?" Thankfully, none of the customers took this too seriously, and we mostly sold Americanos. Which are more expensive then coffee, so technically we made more of a profit.
The next day, my supervisor Michael comes in. It's his last day. How do I greet him? "Hey, some last day, the coffee grinder's broken."
His response?
"No it isn't."
Hmm...let's recap...It broke...The vacuum broke...nothing works...Uh....yeah...It is.
I tried to debate it with him, but he refused to believe it was broken.
"It's not broken, trust me," he says.
He walks over the counter, and what does he do? He turns the stupid coffee grinder upside down.
Wanna know what he said to me?
"There's a reset button on the bottom."
WHAT?! Are you JOKING me?! This entire time Jasmine and I went through this intense experience trying to clean the stupid coffee grinder and the way we fix it is a stupid RESET BUTTON ON THE BOTTOM?!
Oi.
Maybe I should redo my cafe training...