My Life Lately

Sheeeew,

A lot of ya'll have been asking what I'm up to these days since I'm not in the Leadership College and all....and by a lot I mean like 10. But 10 is enough for me to want to blog my day, so here it is :)

I have a job. I work at a local fast food joint. I'll keep which one private just in case some creeper see's this...but if you really listen closely to how I describe my day I promise you would probably be able to guess if you're from JoCo.

This day in particular I got up at 6:15. It feels like high school all over again. I'm on this crazy whack sleep schedule so I may have gotten like maybe 5 hours of sleep...at best. Needless to say I was in a pretty crumby daze when we left the house.

Luckily for me, in the car I was greeted with the most spectacular sunrise. On a side note, my spotify thinks I really want to listen to Bob Marley..I don't. Anyways, this sunrise words can't describe. I found myself looking at it thinking, "look how great our Creator is!" I wanted to share with dad how beautiful I thought it looked but he doesn't get excited about much so I kept my mouth shut. Then he says, "wow look how pretty that is"....yeah that should tell you something.

I get to work and clock in. My numbers 62. Grab a jacket for drive thru, put on my hair net (yeah I wear hairnets...its the new craze, ya dig?) and my hat...oh and my headset for drive thru. Then it's welcome to...insert restaurant name...may I take your order. Unless they move me which today they did.

I'm glad I wasn't technically packing food...last time I packed food for drive thru I burnt the mess out of my arm...that's not fun.

Today I worked what they called the coordinator. I gave people their food and made drinks. Would you like any honey mustard, BBQ, or ranch to go with your meal? I say that... a ton. What's great is that I like front line. I get to smile at 8 bajillion people because well it's the most popular fast food restaurant around. I also like telling people to have great days.

Oooo I can tell you fun customer stories.

I saw a woman put hot sauce in her Pepsi today.....gross. At first I thought it was tea she was putting hot sauce into. In my head I made the joke ohh I guess that's a new kind of hot tea. ha.

I get winked at all the time, I find it slightly creepy. It's always older men. One guy I let slide though because he had his Bible in arm ready for some time in the Word with his sweet tea...yeah I like that guy.

I got called baby and doll. Seriously though, these older men around here are wild. I guess it's a southern thing.

Today, I was granted extra hours because another Rachel was taken off schedule...hooray! I felt jipped on hours this week and Gods providing. I worked 7 hours in total.

By the end of my shift I was doing everything. Packing food, restocking cups and ice, cleaning sanitizer water...this job has made me a boss at multitasking.

2 o'clock came around and I clocked out and grabbed my sweatshirt...which someone got something wet on...boooo. I walked outside to not find my ride waiting patiently for me. I waited....and waited....waited some more. Never showed up. So like any teenage girl who left her phone at home that day...I started the ehh I'd say 5 mile walk home. Alone.

Luckily I only made it about half a mile down the road before I saw my ride.

So yeah here I am sitting at home rocking an old Harley Davidson T-shirt....my dads. We're dog sitting my aunts dogs for the next couple of weeks. Princess wanted to come cuddle with me but she took one whiff and I realized I stink....she opted for my feet instead.

I have childcare for a connect group in just a few hours...hopefully I'll get the babies! I love babies...they're way to adorable.

That's may day. Lots of work...bringing in that money. Just kidding. Bringing it in and keeping it in until I get the opportunity to put all this work and effort towards what Gods called me to do.

....He's wonderful by the way.

Oh one last interesting part to my day. I realized fast food is a stressful job within my first couple hours there. I get frustrated sometimes so here's a quirk I have. In order to remind myself why I'm putting myself through all this I wanted something on my person while working that would remind me of Saint Louis. I had nothing. The only thing I brought back was a hoodie I bought at the airport because I lost mine. Until I remembered one of the DC girls gave me chapstick because my lips where killing me while I was there.

Long story short, I keep that chapstick in my back pocket.... whenever times get hard. I wipe my hand on my back pocket....because that's not awkward at all. Then all is well again.


So, that's what I'm up to. Oh and I'll probably play guitar later...or basketball. They're my outlets lately.