As I am doing all this, I signal to Heather to change the front sign that says closer to open.
She does that and comes back to the counter, wipes the counter down one last time and check supplies too. We are the only ones serving so we need to have everything if we need within reach, we can’t afford to be slow. One of the reasons people come here again is because of my good customer service.
We are done with that and almost immediately people start coming in. We immediately get to work. We in the middle of doing this burning through the crowd like butter through knife and soon we are done with the rush hour. The crowd slows to just a trickle of people.
The door chimes as someone comes inside, I look up and see Stacy in all her exuberant energy barreling towards me. She hugs Heather a
