Fuck that.

Customer:  I’d like a medium frozen yogurt.

Me: Sure thing.

I go over to dispense the vanilla frozen yogurt from the machine, since we’re all out of chocolate.

Customer: Don’t you have a twist thing?

Me: Yes, but we’re all out of chocolate right now.

Customer: Why are you out of chocolate?

I look around at the massive amount of people in the lobby, waiting to order food and drinks.  I guess it wasn’t as obvious as I thought…

Me: Because… there’ve been a lot of people today, who have ordered lots of food–

Customer: Fuck that.

*stunned silence*

Me:  Um… do you still want the frozen yogurt?

Customer: Yeah, yeah.

I want to be so much

but there’s such little time.  Or perhaps it’s the feeling of wanting to do so much — excitement — that paradoxically creates a feeling of helplessness, of not knowing where to start.

Resignation.

But I’m better than that.

First things first: need more frozen yogurt.