It was kinda funny, being really, really bad at something again.
I mean, laughably funny.
I started my new position as a coffee bagger, wholesaler and drip coffee passer outter. So basically, most of the stuff at the job, I picked up on right away. But the actual process of bagging a 1lb bag of coffee, quickly and with some semblance of grace? It took a while to reach the former, and I still don't feel they come out looking that presentable.
In the past, I would have been angry with myself, gotten frustrated...but I just kept moving, amused and looking to find ways to do better, eventually asking Biaggio for some much needed help, and I got a process going now. I am confident I can make a 1 lb bag of coffee in two metal scoops, 15 times out of 16. Folding it? Getting there.
It's pretty awesome though. I feel like I get what I'm supposed to be doing, and I can see myself being fast enough to kill it in the next three weeks...you know, eventually. And the main thing I love...is the smell. Roasted coffee is just...I don't have a description. It's the most inviting environment. And the plant, on Mondays? Is mine. Biaggio has to tote himself up to Chico, CP's got roasting, paperwork, calls to take...I run the floor, grind the product, sling the joe, keep the space...
Being around fresh roasted coffee just feels right. that's really all there is to it.
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