Monday, October 1, 2012


Good Monday morning, world!

I can barely contain all of my excitement for the upcoming month. I LOVE October. The weather is gorgeous and so are the colors. It is a season of change, and I love that.

Recently, I got a job. A real job. With taxes.

I am now an employee at Sweet Frog Premium Frozen Yogurt in Raleigh. Beat that.

I have only worked there for about five weeks and in that short span of time I have managed to screw up many things. On my second shift...SECOND...I was working in the front greeting people and filling up the topping containers. Underneath the counter, we have cabinets with large containers full of different toppings. I accidentally knocked over the bucket full of Reese's Pieces all over the floor. I am talking thousands of tiny candies scattered everywhere. It wasn't pretty. After that, I had to sweep them all up and throw them out. I still can't believe I wasted all those perfectly delicious Reese's Pieces...

A couple of days later I was back at work and completely focused so I wouldn't make any mistakes. Too bad I forgot how clumsy and awkward I am. This time I was working in the kitchen; my job was to fill up the yogurt machines. Some flavors are pre-mixes, which basically means to me that they are in huge buckets and are very hard to lift and tip into the machines. Mango, my favorite, just happens to be a pre-mix. I took as many precautions as I could so I would not mess up this time. Well, that didn't help at all. I ended up spilling the liquid down the side of the machine and on the floor. It was quickly spreading and I had to figure out something to do...and fast. Another employee walked into the kitchen at this time and after being shocked, told me to grab a mop. After awhile, I finally had all the mango mopped up and the floors cleaned. Let's just say that it wasn't the most refined moment of my life.

Both of those experiences have scared me straight and I have been extra careful when handling frozen yogurt related foods. If there is one thing I have learned from my job so far, it is that I am a strawberry-chopping boss. I can knock out a whole tray of them in like seven minutes. In case you were wondering, that's talent.



  1. One time in food service, I cut off 1/6th of my pinky finger (why do we call them pinky?) on a meat slicer... in front of a customer. I rushed to the back of the store and nearly passed out from blood loss while a whole line of customers was waiting for a sandwich. That was a bad day for me.

    1. Oh my gosh, Brian! That's horrible! Are you still missing part of your pinky? And the Dutch word "pink" means little finger.