Admittedly, I had romanticized working at the Medici a bit because it is such a fixture of my childhood and beyond. And then I got a lesson in real life.
I learned a lot about people in general while working there. How to smile even when completely ticked off by customers. How to politely say no. How to deal with people constantly asking for random extra this and that. What is it with guys, who some may consider physically attractive, asking for discounts and free things? Do they think they have some kind of a reprieve just because they have a cute smile? Strange.
Then again, I will probably come to miss this era of working low-wage jobs while anguishing over the poetics of light for architecture studio. After all, it's not really that stressful to deal with obnoxious customers. You smile at them, watch them leave, laugh at them with co-workers afterwards, and then forget about them. In contrast, I actually care about architecture assignments, and I can't take them lightly at all.
Goodbye, Medici, where Obama eats.
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