Back in October I wrote about "doing it like I mean it" and looking for a job.
I kept looking for jobs, had a couple of interviews and basically accomplished nothing.
Then about five weeks ago a little coffee/decor shop opened up about 5 miles down the road from the cabin. I had watched this building being renovated and set my sights on working there.
The very first week they opened, I went in, ordered a mocha espresso and told the owner that I wanted to work there. She looked at me like I had two heads.
This machine makes a lot of noise.
But I persevered.
The next week I went in and the owner's son was there. I repeated my request. I want to work here.
He looked slightly more interested, but no jobs available, they were just getting started. He told me to maybe call his mom.
The following week, another employee was there and I told her I wanted to work there because "don't you want to take some days off?". I left my name and number, again.
Again the next week. Declaring my intentions, leaving my name and number.
I pretty much had given up.
BUT.... Hope springs eternal.
I went in last week and the owner's son said "O! I was going to call you today. Can you come in on Wednesday?"
I've worked one day. I made espressos and chai teas and sold some coffee mugs. Business is slow to start- this is a seasonal area. But the ski area opens Thanksgiving weekend so possibly things will pick up.
The grinder for these guys is also scary.
But I still have my fingers!
I go back on this Wednesday.
It was fun, I learned something new, I persevered.
Hey! Isn't that the entire premise behind Project Sixty by Sixty?