I used to be an office monkey. It was...a paying gig, that I slowly grew to hate. I went through 8 years of thankless, meaningless paper pushing for neurotic monkey bosses. It was soul crushing, spirit killing, muse destroying toil. So, when a friend of a friend mentioned his coffee house staff was somewhat lacking in awesomeness, I leaped at the chance to do something...well, at least different that involved something I enjoyed - drinking coffee and hanging out at coffee shops.
My husband and I have batted around the notion of owning a coffee shop for some time now. We realized there was probably a fair bit about owning a business in general, and a coffee shop in particular, that we didn't know about. So, getting behind the counter and learning the ropes from the bottom of the ladder upward seemed like a logical first step. I'm amazed by how much I didn't know. The shear amount of chemistry knowledge needed to make an awesome espresso drink, and the science of coffee in general, is simply amazing. Maybe it's because my trainer moonlights as a biologist or maybe it's just the way the business is, but either way, I have more scientific terms running around my head now then ever before.
My first day as a barista was last night; I went home tired and a little overwhelmed, but with a tingling sense of satisfaction I haven't felt in an age.
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