I sprained my elbow in my self-defense class a couple days ago. It was inconveniently my left elbow. Inconvenient because I am left handed.
At first, I thought, "Oh no! I can't work!" Let me tell ya, serving missionaries involves a dang lot of arm moving and lifting/carrying things. And my arm wasn't happy if I even straightened it all the way.
Then, I cleverly remembered the cashier position on the shift. You get to sit in a chair and occasionally move your fingers! Hooray!
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| Sack line. A million degrees in there, but only 50 or so missionaries came through during lunch. |
So I came into work early and got trained really fast before my shift, and then I began my adventures as the MTC Cafeteria cashier.
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| Cashiers get to wear their hair down. That was different. |
Yesterday, I was cashier in the sack line, where missionaries can come in and get to-go meals. It was super chill. I didn't do anything.
Then, this morning, I was main cashier. Four consoles under my command. Sort of reminded me of the computer system in Jurassic Park (but then again, everything reminds me of Jurassic Park).
Everyone told me I'd have problems with missionaries who try to bring their backpacks in the cafeteria when they're not allowed to, but I thought they were all super nice about it. Then again, I was deliriously tired this morning and probably didn't make that much sense myself.
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| My handwriting on the doors!! |
So yeah, I'm pretty much guaranteed a cashier position until my arm heals.
The cashier's job after the doors close is to fill up all the napkin holders. Today, a missionary apparently got creative with the napkins while they were eating...
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| At first I was like, "What the heck is that?" |
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| How sweet. |
That's all for now! Stay cool. Thanks for reading.
Camilla
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