Ugh what a trying day. However, by mid-afternoon, my mood improved.
I was in drive thru taking orders, mocking the poor guy who had to come in and fix our espresso machines. Every month he has to drive up across the province and fix them. He just replaced the one. He was not impressed.
- Ryan, have you bought stock in our company yet?
- Ryan, I think there is a cot downstairs for you.
- Ryan, how much do you love espresso right now?
- Ryan, how much do you hate the grave yard shift right now?
- Ryan, really Ryan why do you have to be in my way?
That one made him raise his head and stare at me in disbelief. “You are just standing there, leaning!”
“Yep time to lean time to clean” I chirped. I didnt move. I just grinned evilly. He was cleaning coffee grounds from a spout with a little brush.
“Really Rebecca!” he groaned.
Steve wanders over to see how Ryan is doing, and Steve sighed. “I guess we need a new one of those huh. You got one.”
“uh no, because I didnt bring one.” Ryan replied.
“Sad” I murmured.
Steve noticed Ryan’s wrench on Smoothie drink counter. “You know Ryan I wouldn’t blame you if you used this on her.” he picked up the wrench. “Look away Em.” he told the McCafe person. “I dont want any witnesses.”
My jaw dropped incredulously. “Give me that!” I grabbed the wrench from Steve. “Look away girls.”
“No witnesses” Em chimed in. The girls turned away.
Steve glared at them. “Oh come on!” he marched back to the presenting table.
“Sorry Ryan I might have to confiscate this and keep my team in line,” I told Ryan.
Later, it was just Sheryl and me in drive-thru. while Em did stock up. I handed a tea to Sheryl so she could give it to Heidi.
“You do it yourself! I am not your slave!” she huffed. I was so stunned by her response I turned to stare at her. She was struggling to keep a straight face.
“What did you just say to me?” I demanded. I was trying not to laugh because it was so bewildering to have someone so quiet and nice say anything so rude!
“uh huh 20 years vs 2 years!” Em chirped.
“Do it yourself!”
We stared at each other and I started to laugh. I was laughing so hard. “Oh my god! Sheryl how can you say that to me!”
“You are my role model!”
“Oh god, dont let Steve hear you say that!”
Everyone started to laugh.
it was a great day at work.
However, when I went to have dinner with my parents, that is when my mood soured.
My sister had signed K up for yoga.
“Yoga is bad!” my mom chimes in.
I almost spat out my food.
“How? Its exercise.” my sister argued.
“No not because of that.” my mom replied. “because of the other thing.”
I frowned. What other thing? “Meditation?”
“Yes. Mediation is the devil’s work”
I just about choked on my food. “How is it the Devil’s work, when it helps lowers stress, calms anxiety and is good for the spirit?”
“Because our pastor said so.”
“right. You need a new pastor. He doesnt know what he is talking about.”
“You are being brainwashed!” my sister snapped “and I dont appreciate you telling my daughter yoga is evil!”
“Prayer is meditation” I went on.
Well, my mother almost had a stroke. “It is not!”
“It is! You are in a peaceful moment, in a peaceful place speaking to God. Mediation allows you to hear God”
“It allows you to hear the Devil!”
And that is when I tuned her out. It amazes me how people have no thoughts for themselves, no ideas and no willingness to understand.