There Goes The Donut
everyday is a journey.
wrestle not with rage
While fury's flame doth burn;
It is vain to stop the stream
Until the tide doth turn.
So for about 7 days, she dressed up as a donut and stood outside in the freezing cold. Nothing unusual there, right? Yes, but unbeknownst to her, one of the managers knew her from when he was scoping her workplace as a Barista in the neighboring coffee shoppe for a couple of weeks. He would come in and observe how everyone worked, how many hours, what their duties entailed and their customers service.
So when she walked in, he knew her by name. Wait, what happened to the cup of coffee that stood out with her that first day? Well, he lasted a total of two days! Never showed up again.
By the end of her career as a donut, they offered her a job as a baker making croissants, bagels and muffins every morning. Morning? Yup, morning. For six days straight, she begins her day at 2:30 a.m. until 10:00 a.m., just perfect.
She has been hoping to have a morning shift for the last year getting nowhere in her last job in regards to it. So not only did she get the desired shift that pays more money and has way more hours, but it also pays more. Did I mention it is right across from my Company? Yup, that parking lot behind her happens to be mine.
So that is the story of a donut. When one door closes, God opens even a better one.
Have a blessed day everyone.