Coffee

Recently I got a job working at BK. I've only worked four days. Well today I was out front working the cash register, and this lady(I'm calling her Ms. Coffee) comes into and asks for a cup of coffee. I was more than willing to give it to her. She gives me a credit card and it gets declined. So she gives me a second card and it gets declined as well. Ms. Coffee starts digging around in her purse for some money to pay me, the coffee was only a $1.30. She ended up being 20 cents short. I asked my manager(Mr. Boss) if I could give her the coffee and forget about the money that she owed us. He said that it was fine, and he poured the coffee for Ms. Coffee. Mr. Boss left enough room for cream and sugar for Ms. Coffee. Well a little bit later she came back and wanted to have the coffee filled up the rest of the way. I was happily obliging. when she asks me if it is decaf. The conversation went a little bit like this.

Ms. Coffee(MC): Is this decaf?
Me: I don't know, nor can I guarantee that it is right now.
MC: What do you mean you don't know or that you can't guarantee it?
Me: I didn't make the coffee, I didn't put the coffee here, I don't know for 100% that it is decaf.
MC: Well this is for my mother, and she has a heart condition and high blood pressure, she can't have caffeine.

She got very angry at me and was not letting me try to explain or ask someone who could guarantee it. As she was walking away she finally said that I should go ask somebody or something like that. I might have said something a little bit louder that I meant to, and that I shouldn't have said. I don't really remember exactly how the conversation went but I think that you will get the general idea of it.  Oh and the whole point of me telling you this story about Ms. Coffee is that she is filing a complaint against me. On my fourth day of work. Over coffee. I understand that her mom could die or have complications from caffeine, but at least give me a chance to explain or ask someone that does know.

That;s my side and I'm sticking to it.

And since this is a supposed to be a pastry blog I will update you on a recipe I made recently. I got it from another blog and the pictures look really good and makes me want some. So I thought I would try out the S'more Pie. I won't lie, it was okay. It was not my favorite dessert, I probably won't make it ever again. When it was fresh out of the oven was probably the best time to eat it. Which I did, but there seemed to be a taste that I did not care for. I even tried it while it was cold and it still had the taste that I did not care for. I believe that it was the marshmallow fluff that was used.  It did sort of taste like s'mores, but I would prefer burning the marshmallows over an open flame and making s'mores that way.
Try it, don't try. You have my opinion and I don't care what you do with it.

Summer Break

I finished my internship on my 20th birthday. I am now back at my parents house and so far haven't really done anything exciting. I'm no longer a teenager though, so that's exciting. I really enjoyed my last day of internship and my birthday. I am kind of starting to miss everyone in Utah. I didn't think that I would really be upset by coming back home. but I made some friends and I miss them. As for my summer break I am trying to find a job doing anything I can, so far not so good.
The other day we got a letter from some of our good friends who live in Alaska. The had a cookbook enclosed and there is a recipe that I want to try out. Its a five minute chocolate cake recipe, and it literally should take five minutes to make and cook. I'll test it out and then pass it on to whoever might read this.

Hairs Cut

Today I got my hairs cut, yes I know it sounds weird or strange to say hairs cut, but its the truth. I didn't have A hair cut, but I had them all cut. I haven't had them cut in almost two years. I got about five-ish inches off in some areas and even more in the bangs area. Now some might ask why now, or why that much? Well I finally got tired of my hair and didn't feel like changing the color again or this soon after just coloring it.
I am also feeling like I haven't been sick in the last couple weeks, so that's good news.
I am also excited to report that I have two weeks left of my internship and that also means that it is two weeks to my birthday. I do not know what I want for my birthday. I am thinking that I want a party with the family that is in Utah, but I don't think I will get one. We'll see.
This weekend is Mothers day, and I can't be there to celebrate it with my mother, but I hope that the gifts I picked out for her will get there on time and that she will love them. I am however going to visit some family friends and celebrate Mothers day with them.

Now here are before and after pictures.

See how long it is?

Now its all short and cute

Sickness

Lets see, what has been going on with me. I haven't posted in awhile, and that's because nothing really exciting has been going on with me so there really isn't anything to blog about. The bad news is that I'm sick again. And its bad news because I'm supposed to be work. Now someone might ask why don't you just suck it up and go to work? Well I would suck it up and go to work if I wasn't contagious. But since I'm contagious I shouldn't really be working with food and making other people sick. Also someone might ask what do you have? Well the doctor told me that it is either copycat strep or mono... With copycat strep there really isn't anything that they can do for me. With mono they can't find out if I have it until I've had it for awhile. Either way I'm out of work until Thursday and I'm pretty sure I have to make up the days that I've missed. My best friend right now is a Popsicle or maybe the gargle that the doctor gave me. Both make my throat hurt a little less for a little while.

Festival of Colors

This weekend was pretty freaking great.

Lets start with after work on Friday. I got half a cake for free from work. I loved it, it was delicious.

Then on the way home from work I stopped to get gas, and got a dollar off every gallon because of a glitch in the system. Then on Saturday, I was really lazy and just hung out at my Grandparents house while they went to Idaho to get lottery tickets. Then around 5 pm I went over to see my cousin Jesse, and we were going to try and go to the Festival of Colors. Well we drove about an hour to Spanish Forks, when we got there almost everyone was leaving. We decided that we wouldn't stay and that we would try again tomorrow. We started headed back to his house, and he took me sight seeing basically. We went up a mountain/hill thing to try and see the whole valley. That was a bust because of snow. We then went driving around looking at houses. While looking at those houses, they were beautiful, but I couldn't help thinking "who the hell needs two guest houses?" That was basically all we did, nothing too exciting, but it was still fun because it was time I got to spend with my cousin. Sunday morning rolls around, I head out at about 10:30 am, pick up my cousin and head back down to Spanish Forks. We got parking that was not too far away from the festival, and there weren't as many people as there were on Saturday. It was estimated that 40,000 people attended on Saturday. We bought bags of colors to throw at each other. Jesse's friend Brittany and her brother Trent joined us and we had a good time throwing colors at each other. I don't know how it happened but I ended up with colored toes even though I had sock and shoes on the whole time. I also don't know how I ended up with the only stains on one of my shirts being armpit stains of purple color. On top of all this not knowing how things happened, I got color where I wouldn't think I could get color, which was the inside of my bra. My car maybe permanently colored in a couple areas, because of getting in the car (I do know how I did this one, with my hair. I hit it on the door frame inside). I had to wash my hair twice to get the color out, and there are still spots where its colored. I believe that this weekend was pretty great, you may have other opinions, but I don't care. I enjoyed it and that is what matters. We shall see what next weekend brings.









Not really an after shot but somewhere in the middle





Before any color



  

 



  

After getting pelted in the face with green





During the mass color throwing





The four of us as we were leaving and going to KFC



Homework

As long as I can remember I have disliked homework. Its the fact that you have to do work in your free time, when they should just teach you everything you need to know in the hours of schooling and not make you work on it out of school. I know that this will never happen but I like complaining and I like procrastinating. Procrastination is really an art form, because you have to know how long you can put something off without failing to complete the task before the time limit is up. Even though I'm basically working full time, you would think that I would not have to deal with the boring old homework assignments from school. Well you would be wrong. I had actually gotten them complete according to the specifications I was first told. That was yesterday, however, today I have an email in my inbox telling me that this is really the way that I have to do them and that I now have to re-do them sort of. I could copy and paste most of it, which I am going to do, but I still have to work on it to make it the way that they want it to be. My point being is that I thought I was done with this week's assignment. Oh well.

On other news I went to Walmart, got caught up in the movie aisle and ended up buying movies. That's just how I am. Also while at Walmart I bought a web cam so that I could Skype with my mother, and see my kitten, or cat I should say, seems how he is no longer kitten sized.

Internship news, I am making chocolate mousse by myself everyday, without a written recipe. I love making the chocolate mousse, I literally am elbow deep in it at times. I don't remember if I posted about the cocoa powder, but I'll post about it now anyways. The other day while at work I was going around a corner and knocked over a bucket of cocoa powder and it spilled onto the floor making quite a mess. Well I have not had an actual tour or anything telling me where to locate things, so I didn't know where to find a broom. The boss's son was yelling at me telling me to clean it up, I was confused because I didn't know what to clean it up with because I didn't know where to find a broom. I was asking him where to find a broom and he basically told me to ask someone else (to me, that means he didn't know where it was at either). Anyways a co-worker cleaned it up for me and I thanked him for doing so. I am still not good at cutting straight lines, or equal portions. I do believe however that I am better than I have been in the past. I also think that I need to work on speed, because when Alberto (the person that I work with the most) does things, he can do them so well and fast, (he has been doing it for nine years at least though). Often times I feel like I move slowly, which I probably do, but it's to try and make things more precise, because otherwise I get a speech about how one piece is too small and that another piece is too large.

Off to bed I go. I'm exhausted, work is exhausting. I very much dislike getting up before 8 am. I have two more work days this week and then the weekend. Going to see a movie on Friday with my Grandma Jo and my cousin Tab, maybe my cousin Chas as well. Besides relaxing, that's all I got planned this weekend.

Internship...

I started my internship last week Monday, and I'm really enjoying it so far. I did have a few screw ups the first week, but hey, 1. I'm a student and 2. it was my first week and 3. Its hard to understand my coworkers. The person I work with the most is a Mexican man and so he has an accent and on top of that he talks very quiet and mumbles. I seem to be the only one that doesn't have an accent from another country. I work with a couple Mexicans, a French guy, an Iraqi, an Iranian, and some other middle eastern man. I am also one of the only girls that works there, at least in the kitchen its self.

I got to go up to visit some awesome people this weekend. They were a neighbors in Germany for a few years and they are close family friends. I had an amazing time with them. Marrissa is like a little sister to me, and we went min golfing and laser tagging on Saturday. I hit myself in the ankle with the putter, it gave me a welt and a bruise. It hurt and still hurts when I poke it and move my foot in a certain way. Marrissa thought I was faking it. Then today we just hung out and colored with chalk on the driveway. I made a monster sheep and a floating cow. Marrissa made flowers, ice cream and a sun in clouds. We had a lot of fun.

The next couple months are going to be the longest period of time that I will go, so far, without seeing either of my parents. I really miss my mom, and I miss Holly and Lexi a lot because my Grandma's cat doesn't like me.