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My heart runneth over
Dec. 30th, 2006 04:48 pmThursday morning, after I finished my LJ post, I commenced to getting dressed and getting a lunch together to take to work. Then the phone rang. It was Margo, the store's assistant manager, calling to let me know that both my assistant bakery manager and bread bagger had called in sick that morning. Well, this isn't how one wants to start the work day, but the store has had a lot of people calling in sick this week and I'm quite firm about not wanting sick people in my bakery. I tell Margo that I'm on my way so that there's no problem.
When I actually got to work I was a little depressed by how depleted our shelves were. But then our front end manager offered to help bag bread, as he had no immediate duties, so I was able to get a little bit of production rolling right away. By noon I had scones baked and cooling and got a bunch of Mint Madness chocolate cake packaged, priced and out on the shelf. While getting my lunch together a delivery man showed up and presented me with---
FLOWERS. For the first time ever, someone sent me flowers! I was beside myself! I quickly opened up the card, but the note had no name. It did have a clue, however, because it congratulated me on both my birthday and my writing success. (I eventually figured out a Most Likely Suspect and thanked them.)
Aside from being the first floral arrangement I've ever gotten, this is also the coolest one I've ever seen. I lament not having enough camera fu to show it off here. It is composed of a large chartreuse spider chrysanthemum, two magenta anemone, and one tall something with a leafless red fuzzy stem and clusters of yellow furry flowers that look like animal paws. There is also about five clusters of sea holly (that is, I'm pretty sure it's sea holly) and four other different kinds of plants providing the greenery background for this, none of which is a fern. It's practically a sculpture, it's got so much line and texture going on in it.
The rest of the work day passed peacefully. That evening I went to my regular rpg game, where Jesse (our GM) gave us the choice of continuing the D&D module we've been going through or working on our new L5R characters for the upcoming game. The L5R characters won by a landslide. I also asked if we could listen to the Shawn Carman interview that is now up on the Kuroiban, as I hadn't heard it yet, and everyone thought that would be good too. I knew most of the things Shawn spoke of, but he's always amusing to listen to. And Ranko, I've discovered, has the cutest accent!
Friday started with me still being short of bakers: my assistant manager was still out and my senior day baker called in sick. My bread bagger and I settled in to do the best we could. We were helped in our efforts by the Demon Queen of Speed, the kitchen's dishwasher. With both the bakery and deli shorthanded she didn't have enough dishes to keep her busy, so she asked if we had any extra work for her. (If we had more employees like her I really *could* take over the world.) The day passed with me always feeling busy but never seeming to get anything done. This was probably only an illusion caused by the sheer amount of things I needed to get done, but it was distressing nonetheless. The good news was that it seemed that my assistant manager was on the mend, and would probably be able to work her normal shift on Saturday.
So now it's my weekend, which will be a three day weekend--the store is closed on New Year's Day. I have a bunch of writing that needs to be done, not to mention housework, but I have determined that I'm going to find time for relaxing things as well. One of those things will be playing tourist at the forum of the Winter Court game. I have no hope of keeping track of what is really going on, but I'm enjoying seeing what my friends are up to. (Brent seems to have developed an obsession with go--maybe I should learn how to play before the next Gencon!) Oh, and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yhlee--Himoto gave Moto Maratai a shout-out in this thread here. Alde lang syne, ya'll. ;-)
Right now Mom is making potato soup for dinner. The last time she was here I was too mad to let her help do anything, but this time I'm feeling better about the situation so I've given in to her requests to let her help cook and wash dishes. Helping makes her feel better about being here, and I'll admit that coming home to a kitchen sink that isn't full of dirty dishes is kind of nice.
When I actually got to work I was a little depressed by how depleted our shelves were. But then our front end manager offered to help bag bread, as he had no immediate duties, so I was able to get a little bit of production rolling right away. By noon I had scones baked and cooling and got a bunch of Mint Madness chocolate cake packaged, priced and out on the shelf. While getting my lunch together a delivery man showed up and presented me with---
FLOWERS. For the first time ever, someone sent me flowers! I was beside myself! I quickly opened up the card, but the note had no name. It did have a clue, however, because it congratulated me on both my birthday and my writing success. (I eventually figured out a Most Likely Suspect and thanked them.)
Aside from being the first floral arrangement I've ever gotten, this is also the coolest one I've ever seen. I lament not having enough camera fu to show it off here. It is composed of a large chartreuse spider chrysanthemum, two magenta anemone, and one tall something with a leafless red fuzzy stem and clusters of yellow furry flowers that look like animal paws. There is also about five clusters of sea holly (that is, I'm pretty sure it's sea holly) and four other different kinds of plants providing the greenery background for this, none of which is a fern. It's practically a sculpture, it's got so much line and texture going on in it.
The rest of the work day passed peacefully. That evening I went to my regular rpg game, where Jesse (our GM) gave us the choice of continuing the D&D module we've been going through or working on our new L5R characters for the upcoming game. The L5R characters won by a landslide. I also asked if we could listen to the Shawn Carman interview that is now up on the Kuroiban, as I hadn't heard it yet, and everyone thought that would be good too. I knew most of the things Shawn spoke of, but he's always amusing to listen to. And Ranko, I've discovered, has the cutest accent!
Friday started with me still being short of bakers: my assistant manager was still out and my senior day baker called in sick. My bread bagger and I settled in to do the best we could. We were helped in our efforts by the Demon Queen of Speed, the kitchen's dishwasher. With both the bakery and deli shorthanded she didn't have enough dishes to keep her busy, so she asked if we had any extra work for her. (If we had more employees like her I really *could* take over the world.) The day passed with me always feeling busy but never seeming to get anything done. This was probably only an illusion caused by the sheer amount of things I needed to get done, but it was distressing nonetheless. The good news was that it seemed that my assistant manager was on the mend, and would probably be able to work her normal shift on Saturday.
So now it's my weekend, which will be a three day weekend--the store is closed on New Year's Day. I have a bunch of writing that needs to be done, not to mention housework, but I have determined that I'm going to find time for relaxing things as well. One of those things will be playing tourist at the forum of the Winter Court game. I have no hope of keeping track of what is really going on, but I'm enjoying seeing what my friends are up to. (Brent seems to have developed an obsession with go--maybe I should learn how to play before the next Gencon!) Oh, and
yhlee--Himoto gave Moto Maratai a shout-out in this thread here. Alde lang syne, ya'll. ;-)Right now Mom is making potato soup for dinner. The last time she was here I was too mad to let her help do anything, but this time I'm feeling better about the situation so I've given in to her requests to let her help cook and wash dishes. Helping makes her feel better about being here, and I'll admit that coming home to a kitchen sink that isn't full of dirty dishes is kind of nice.
