I have now encountered the worlds friendliest service station cashier. He was lovely, and also very good at making things weird. I was innocently buying myself a cookies and cream kit kat while my friend waited to the side for me. As I placed the chocolate on the counter, the guy leans forward and whispers "somebody is crazy about you..." I was quite confused, and so he motioned with his head to my friend and repeated himself quite a bit louder. I just smiled politely (because I had no idea what to do,) and went to hand over the money. He must have taken my silence as abashed happiness or something, because he then announced loudly to the whole shop, "somebody loves her very much!" My friend looked up from his phone to see what was happening, just as the guy went on; "he's standing right behind her!" I hastily took my change, again smiling (with slightly glazed eyes from trying not to die laughing) and ran from the shop to the car, where my friend and I collapsed. I'm not sure what have him that particular impression of us, but had I stayed any longer, I think he would announced our engagement and offered to be the minister.
Yesterday I got to pretend to be an African tribeswoman in a really cool dance, which was a lot of fun, and resulted in a lot of pain. My legs aren't particularly thankful for the experience, but that dance is as close as I will ever get to being in the Lion King, so I'm glad for the chance. My oddly angled limbs didn't need to try to be graceful for once, and I must say, I enjoyed that a lot.
Today I had a job trial at a childrens jungle-gym place. I felt the whole time that the universe was trying to tell me it wasn't the job for me (or that I wasn't the one for the job!) With 14 kids parties throughout the day, and me never having worked in hospitality before, I knew it was going to be interesting. The people who ran the place thought that I knew how to make coffee (which I definitely do not,) but I went along with it and faked my heart out, luckily without breaking the machine. I apologise to all the people who received a latte despite having ordered a cappuccino, due to my inability to add foam to the milk. At least it was still technically a coffee, which for me is a miracle. About 20 minutes into the shift I wore a raspberry slushie all down my front and over my shoes thanks to an overzealous toddler reaching across the counter. I then acquainted myself with the cleaning room and made friends with the mop. The register also wasn't my friend, totalling an $8 purchase to $15,000, which even my supervisor couldn't explain.
All in all, it was a character building experience (mostly for the supervisors,) and I feel like it was the first time in my life when it wasn't the children that were my downfall. Better than an uneventful Saturday though!
After this interesting morning, I stopped off at a woolworths and almost fell asleep as I aimlessly wandered the aisles. I had a nice sleep when I got home, and am feeling ok again, but I do need chocolate. I'll make sure I go somewhere else this time though!
Xx, Little Duck
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