this has become like my usual spot everyday: standing on the wood-like floor working with the multiple microwaves, toasters to serve yummy baked specialties and pizzas. even at times (like now) when the shop is completely empty, I’ll be sitting up here on the tabletop people watching. other than when having lunch, I’m pretty much stuck here. on a side note, it’s an exhausting 11-hour work day everyday but I’m so used to this place that I kinda enjoy my hours here most of the time. still, I’m hoping/waiting for my real job to come. afterall, I can’t just hide out here forever, can I? ):