“Jigs where's Kyle?”
He's never been late for work since I started my OJT here. I haven't seen him today.
“I don't know as well Ayesha, I didn't see him at home today.”
My forehead creased. I'm worried.
“Ayesha can you do Apple Gosling’s?”
I shook my head, “I can't practice the mixture, the alcohol's too high."
"Then can you get me Gosling instead?”
I nodded as I immediately went to the stockroom. It's quite embarassing that I still don't know how to do mix recipes but I know they can't blame me as well. I don't drink and doing mixes requires you to taste the recipe to know if it tastes just right. They know I can't do that and I didn't focus on that area of my course.
Just like before, there are only dim lights inside the stockroom. I turned the fluorescents and I was surprised wh
