Now that i've pretty much nailed the whole cafe job thing and may well be able to do everything with my eyes closed, I've been slowing down a bit to get to know everyone around me. It's amazing how a single department store can house so many different types of people. It's almost criminal not to describe some of them i think.
The tired looking butchers who somehow knew my name long before i could be bothered knowing theirs, these guys are so cool... when i bought a kg of rump steak from them they gave me 1.5
The various girls working cosmetics and women fashion who despite selling mostly the same things, range from the worldly slightly bitter women who demand service and hide beneath masks of makeup and scent to the incredibly nice and cheerful girls who always make up for my lack of words in a converstaion.
The security and service staff who despite their rules and shortcomings are a whole lot of caring and family. From being more awake than me at 9am to giving me first aid when my hand was bleeding and covered in shattered glass.
anyway guess this is another family i'm in for now...