End of Chapter One

4 years, 8 months, 1 week and 5 days later, I have left The Cheesecake Shop.

Along the way, there were many tears, laughter, sweat and blood. It was with mixed feelings that I handed back my key to the shop. I was happy to hand it back, doing so meant I’m moving on to greener pastures and moving on with life. At the same time, I felt sad cause that was the place that had sustained me over the years as a uni student. It had many memories attached to it.

I remember over the years I’ve experienced more than my share of obnoxious customers, pleasant customers and of course the whole robbery thing. If I could say that I’ve learnt something from working there, it has to be that I can take life’s beatings and still stand up tall.

I’ve met many many people at the shop over the years, I still laugh silently at how people keep saying names of cakes wrongly. Mississippi becomes Mitsubishi. I honestly don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t even name a cake Mitsubishi. Tiramisu becomes Timarisu. Profiterole becomes Prof cake. Oh, the good times when we would go to the preparation area and laugh ourselves silly at the customers’ orders.

I loved the Christmas season, we’d take so many orders and put away so many cakes the night before Christmas Eve. The neat freak in me comes out, trying to sort cakes into the times they will be picked up and the number of cakes we can fit into shelves and counting up the number of cakes to pack away. I liked looking at how full the coolroom was, with order tags stuck on cake boxes. I used to remember the customer’s name and order on Christmas eve, just cause I was the one who had packed away the cakes the night before. Having a very good memory helps in those times.

So I guess I’m officially unemployed at the moment. Being unemployed doesn’t feel too bad, just cause I know my next job is coming up. So now, I’ll have weekends free! I haven’t had weekends free in say 4 years, 8 months, 1 week and 5 days. I guess I’m about to fill my weekends with Christmas shopping and catching up with friends who have yet to fly off!

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