Chapter 85. Unsatisfied

Ellie's POV

Two months later

I plunge into the swivel chair in this small room that has been serving as my office for the last two months. It is yet another tiresome but profitable day. The coffee shop is doing incredibly terrific so far, and I can say that there is absolutely nothing to worry about. The statistics for this month's report are terrific. My heart is pounding with joy.

Nonetheless, of late, I have found myself Lerinquishing on the interest in customer service, and all I do is just sit back in this office like a bitchy, lazy arse boss. I admire the upswing of this shop, and I can't rationalize the sensation whenever I see it bombarded with customers.

It is a mind-boggling, inexplicable feeling, but I am starting to think that my profession is calling for me. I just can't bring myself to enjoy serving customers all day anymore. It was fun in the beginning, but along the way, I have grown out of it. Maybe Damian was right after all