Food Avenue :: Personal Narrative Writing

Food drivewaySaturday dawn at Food AvenueIts yet some other Saturday morning, 720 a.m., and here I am driving to work. I wait at the front door to command if anyone will be willing to drop what theyre doing and respond to the annoying ringer that announces that soul is there. After ab issue an endless minute a friendly night-crew sh atomic number 18 named Frank lets me in. As they pull the door back for me they ask, So how are you this morning?Just fine thank you. If only I wasnt so tired, I responded with a yawn.I know how you feel.Bye Frank. image you later Amanda.I proceed onward in behind the sibylline Employees Only door to the time clock. As the clock turns to 725 I punch in. I pull my hair back and full stop my way towards the wonderful Food Avenue. On my way there I stop by the service desk and get my keys and the money for the till. 755 and my first guest arrives (he just happens to be an older gentleman that whole works on the pull team and doesnt seem to realize t hat ilk the rest of the store, we begettert open until 800). Good morning Rob, I say.Well now your up early this morning.I guess. If I were home right now I know Id be sleeping, I replied.Got that right. Say do you got any of those oatmeal raisin cookies out yet? Rob asked.Oh course. One of the first things I do. I shamt want you to get mad at me right extraneous you know.I couldnt get mad at you.I dont know about that Rob. Do you want your cookie and fourth-year coffee?I guess so since youve got them out all told ready. relieve oneself a nice day Amanda.You too.As I watch to see him sit down at the table I go done and make sure I didnt forget anything. Nope. Remembered to unlock everything all the grills, ovens, and warmers are on washed all the tables and counters pop machine is sour on coffee is set out and I even sour the fans on above the grill. As I could have predicted right at about 802 a rush of red and khakis from the pull team, theyre the people that get to move the merchandise from the stockroom onto the floor, come and nightspot the big breakfast scrambled eggs toast hashbrowns and choice of sausage, bacon or ham.