As I write this, I'm sitting in the coffee shop I worked in my Junior and Senior year in high school and trying not to have a meltdown.
Seriously, though. YUM. |
I'm sitting here in the place where I grew up so much in high school thinking of how I used to sit behind that counter freaking out about boys, clothes and meaningless homework assignments and wishing I could be 16 again. In general, I really didn't like high school all that much. But, this place. This place I loved. Rarely did I not want to come in for work. I was friends with everyone here - bosses, co-workers and customers. I loved it so much, I even asked my boss and my parents if I could work the morning shift and skip my first two classes some. They said no, obviously.
Every time I come in here, something has changed. And every time I see that, it becomes less of "my coffee shop". I don't recognize anyone behind the counter anymore. They don't know me either, obviously. Most of the customers have changed too. My manager no longer works here and I rarely see the owner here. I always thought this would be a place that felt like home, but it doesn't. With everything in my life changing so drastically now, I really wanted a familiar face or two here and I'm sad I didn't find it.
I probably wasn't in the best place to get the phone call today reminding me how uncertain the future is right now since I was already feeling nostalgic for simpler times. I'm sorry this was a little dramatic but everyone has those days, right? Right? Bueller...? :)
Anyone else job hunting and almost having public breakdowns? Any advice to calm down?
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