Wednesday, April 24, 2013


Frozen yogurt, in 24 flavors. Yummy! I have some everyday. Smoothies, they are very good too. The first week I worked there, making smoothies scared me. Now, I think it's fun. Today, someone asked for a Strawberry Affair (strawberry yogurt, fresh strawberries & banana) with blueberries too. It was delicious! Oh yeah, we usually have a little more than will fit in the cup... we can't waste it!

Today, I had a group from Sweden come in and a man announced that it was his 60th birthday. After everyone made their own yogurt creation, complete with toppings and sauces, they sang "Happy Birthday" in English, followed by a song in their native language. This was a happy group, and upon their leaving, the gentleman handed me a miniature Swedish flag.

We get all kinds of people in the shop. Last week, it seemed as though most were French speaking customers. I hate it when I get that blank stare when I start my 'it's self-serve' monologue, it usually means they don't speak good English. That's when I start with a lot of pointing at things. At the register, it is common for a customer to not be real familiar with the U.S. currency, so they just hold out a hand full of coins, and I rifle through and find the correct change.

The shop is open from 11 am to 11 pm. I don't like to work the closing shift, because it usually takes us 45 minutes to put everything away and clean. That puts me getting home after midnight, and I'm not a night owl. I do better with an 'early to bed, early to rise' schedule. Lately, I haven't had to work the closing shift.

On my way home tonight, the moon was so pretty over the water, I had to stop and try to get a picture. The rustling of the palm fronds in the breeze and the sound of the waves was very soothing. There was a couple on the beach holding hands while gazing at the moon. She turned to him and wrapped her arms around him and they kissed. It was sweet.

And then there are those moments when you smile,  shake your head and think 'only in Key West'. Monday night, I was walking to the Jeep. As I pasted these three guys on the sidewalk, the guy trailing along behind the two, had a drink in one hand and his pants around his knees in the other hand. I summarized quickly that alcohol was involved. As I passed by, the guy having a wardrobe malfunction turned toward me and reassured me that he was okay. I laughed and replied, "Good, 'cause I was worried 'bout you."

Key West is a party town, there is no telling what you will see. Some bars do not close until 4 am. Amazingly, I have only had one beer in the last month. I'm going to have to step up my game... I live in Key West!!!!

1 comment:

  1. I really enjoy your blog. What a super photo!

    Thanks, Lezlie.



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