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 I've been having a string of really bad days at work. Bad as in, getting extremely worn out with the tasks at hand. The trooper that I am, I've pushed through it all because there are ups and downs, and these are the very downs. It's so close to the holidays, I can feel it. "Just a little more, and things will stop being crazy... at least for a little bit," I tell myself. I thought today would be the beginning of a good week, but that quickly ended the moment I stepped off the subway. It was a very heavy case of the Mondays. By the end, I was exhausted from being pulled in so many directions. For the first time I understood why people needed a drink after a long day. So why not? As I walked through the chilly night, I suddenly found myself in front of a door. I pushed it open, stumbling into the dimly lit room, the warmth washing over me. I walked over and she said without hesitation (I guess I looked pitiful), "Well, what can I get ya?" I took a deep breath and said, "Tall raspberry hot chocolate... with extra whipped cream." What'd you think I meant by needing a drink? I watched as the other barista piled on the whipped cream. He paused and looked at me, "More?" Before I could answer, he continued, "Yeaaah, you want more." I guess I really looked pitiful. He handed me my drink and said, "Have a good night." I let out a breath of air as I stepped back out into the cold. Armed with a warm drink, I started making my way towards the subway. I took my time, letting the wind hug me. I sipped my hot chocolate, savoring it for as long as I could. Christmas lights are everywhere now, and they make me happy, twinkling and dancing in the night. It's the little things that make me feel better. By the time I reached the subway, I was warm from the chocolate and, hey, there it was: a tired but small smile on my face. I guess it wasn't so bad today. Things could be worse, you know? Tomorrow's another day, and we'll see what that brings... |
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Hi, my name is Amy. Be well, and say hello!
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You big dork. ;) Keep up the fight, pal.
Hahaha - Oh, that was good. You totally had me going up until the hot chocolate part, where I was all like, whaaaa?
I always feel like we share the same humanity when people seem to understand without you having to say anything. (As in your case with the barista.)