Yesterday, I got the privilege of reading an email from our DM, Catherine. It said something like: I need a shift [supervisor] at Gas City. How about Corby? Can she transfer before May?
Today, I got the privilege of learning that they had already pretty much decided I would be moving to Gas City as soon as we can get two shifts trained for McGalliard. I wanted to transfer at first, but I am not sure I really want to now. I mean their drinks suck, their service isn’t stellar, I don’t know anyone, and my favorite coffee shop is just across the Interstate. How awkward to be on lunch at the BUX and go to Payne’s to get food?!. How can I say no to our DM when I eventually want to work my way up in the company? I was told I am being asked because I am a strong shift. Translation everyone knows it sucks and Catherine wants to get some good baristas in there. I think they are desparate. We’ll see what happens.
At any rate, I have a sixty page paper to write in the next week. It hangs over me like a guillotine, and I am not sure I really want to write it. By next Monday, my head may be in a bucket. Hopefully they’ll put a towel in the bucket first so my head doesn’t make a big clunk.
Reason Breeds Insanity 