yellow nectarine

@sheparddcommander tagged me~*


NAME: Morgan
NICKNAME: Morgana, mo
ZODIAC SIGN: aries, but I’ve got a leo moon so I’m soft as hell (lol)
HEIGHT: 5′3″
ETHNICITY: stale saltine
ORIENTATION: landscape/hot dog
FAVOURITE FRUIT: strawberries? I think?? or yellow nectarines
FAVOURITE SEASON: winter/spring???? fall?????
FAVOURITE BOOK: House of Leaves by Mark Z Danielewski
FAVOURITE FLOWERS: peonies, spray roses, hydrangeas
FAVOURITE SCENT: ralph pelleymounter (aka yankee candle mountain lodge)
FAVOURITE COLOUR: hunter green, or black + red + white
FAVOURITE ANIMAL: cats and corvids are my people
FAVOURITE BEVERAGE: diet coke, lemonade (wtf is health idk who drinks water?????????)
AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 5??? It’d be more if I didn’t wake up every fucking hour
FAVOURITE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS: hawkeye, bucky barnes, garrus vakarian, lara croft, river tam, hoban washburne, topher brink, cameron baum
NUMBER OF BLANKETS YOU SLEEP WITH: a sheet, a thin blanket and a light duvet. I am almost always cold
BLOG CREATED: I just remade like…. last month?? two months ago??? March or April 2017

tagging @noshirtnoblouse, @mahnemizzen, @feministasshole, @kookedseagull, @natromanff but no pressure!!

When everything falls into place: Throwback to a post-farmer’s market breakfast with fresh, locally grown White Peaches, Yellow Nectarines, Strawberries and Blackberries with Siggis Yogurt (Skyr), Apple Raisin Muesli with Grapes and Peaches. A combination of absolutely all of my favorite things in one breakfast, and the epitome of Northern Hemisphere fruit perfection. [More Fruit] [More Breakfast] [More Home]

Movements and goodbyes: A breakfast of Bircher Muesli with White Peach and seedless Grapes, a Strawberry/Raspberry/Blackberry Skyr parfait, fresh Apricots, a White Nectarine and a Yellow Nectarine

Tomorrow, I move in to Harvard to begin my freshman orientation program and what will transition into my new life here for four years. We walk our lives in organized steps on categorized terrain, but now, I will be forced out of the world I once knew and experience the newness of a raw reality that exists in exciting, uncategorizable movement - the inspiring unknown of university life in a university that waits for no one and moves forward at a breakneck speed. A sense of the stillness of familiarity being broken incites fear, a quiet trembling in my heart. But at the same time there is an undeniable sense of excitement, like a limestone that feels the trickling waterfall begin to shape itself and reacts with shock at the strangeness of the sensation, trepidation at the final result but excitement, excited by the rapid movement of the water. 

I will never be back here again, and everything I’ve done has meant that I cannot look back. I make a promise to myself, one that should be made to every college freshman or person transitioning in between phases of life: break the organized rigidity of familiarity, and dare to dream that I will be a greater person than I once was. Paths that lead upwards are more difficult to take, but will show us things we didn’t know were there. 

Last sentence could be considered a tl;Dr. Anyways.

Okay so, if you’re a cashier working in a store with a produce department, you know the struggle of trying to get codes and having customers tell you what the piece of produce is.

Luckily, given that I work in a store where a majority of the customers mainly buy produce, I have most of them memorized and can just type in the codes hardly giving the veggie or fruit even the barest of glances.

However, there’s still some stuff I have to look up, or things I’ll look for a sticker on. Some of the apples look similar, so I’ll check the code or see what the sticker looks like. Same with some orange varieties. Nectarines and peaches, which are quite popular now that it’s summer, look basically the same to me, so I always have to double check the sticker, even though I know their codes by heart already (4036 and 4038 respectively, but not including the white varieties, these are just regular Nectarines and yellow peaches). Daikon radish and leeks I can only remember half the time, for some bizzare reason. Anyways, you get the point.

This of course, cues the customer to tell me what they’re buying. 

“Those are Nectarines!”

“Those are galas!!”

“That’s a daikon!!”

OK, great, I fucking know that, but as my fellow cashiers know, I need the fucking CODE.

Since I know this and you know this and this is a complaint that’s been complained about since I’m sure grocery stores started selling produce, why am I bringing it up?

Because for whatever fucking weird, bizzare reason, I have the exact opposite problem when it comes to………… watermelons.

Like, customers cannot fathom the fact that I need a code for kohlrabi, they’ll just tell me it’s kohlrabi like I can just type the name into my screen and voila, it will ring it up. Or that I’m looking for a sticker with a code for a REASON.

But when it comes to watermelons, they are ON THAT SHIT. I don’t get it.

Like, we have mini seedless, seedless, seeded, and organic varieties of all of them. Depending on what it is, depends on if it’s rung by weight or by count.

So customers don’t like lugging heavy watermelons about, so they’ll ask me if they can just leave it in their cart and I can still ring them up for it. Which prompts me, of course, to ask them what kind they got. (Cause usually I can’t see anything in the bottom of the basket.)

And instead of saying “it’s a seedless!!” Like they would with any other piece of fucking produce, they’ll hand me the sticker off of it or tell me, “oh it’s a 4032!!”

Like yes…. I can work with that, technically, but I didn’t ask you for the code. I asked you what kind of watermelon you got. And honestly, I find it kind of annoying because I feel like customers automatically assume I’m asking what kind they got because they think I don’t know the code, when in reality, I just need to know if I have to make you take it out so I can weigh it.

I dunno I just find it really bizzare that customers seem literally incapable of understanding the concept of produce codes until it comes to watermelons.