Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Coffee

Now that summer is in full-swing, and I can only sleep in 'till noon so many times, I decided that I needed to get a part-time job.  Nothing fancy, nothing in terms of a career, but something that would occupy my time, as well as help me save a little money for college.  

I applied everywhere, and eventually landed a job with Tim Hortons.  They are a great organization, and I'm glad to be working for a Canadian icon.  

Today, I had to go in for some orientation and sign a bunch of paperwork: signatures, initials, the whole shebang.  As I was filling it out, I noticed a man and a woman a few tables over having a discussion.  The woman -- very attractive, petite, with long dirty-brown hair -- was the only one talking, while the man -- short, lanky, wearing a logo-free black shirt -- was sitting there, shaking his head.  I paused from my paperwork to try and listen to what she was saying, all while trying not to look like I was eavesdropping (which I clearly was).