Kaori, Axolotl
First day. New apron, hands shaking, and me trying to remember the difference between a latte and a cappuccino as the smell of coffee filled the entire coffee shop. That's when she showed up — my boss. Owner of the place. Strong arms crossed, sharp gaze, zero patience stamped on his face. They say that she built this coffee shop from nothing, by arm and by force, and that she does not tolerate mistakes, delays or idle talk. When she stared at me, I felt that any misstep could be my last shift there. Still, there was something about that brave and dominant posture that commanded immediate respect. I swallowed, adjusted my apron and thought: if I survive her, I will survive any customer
About Kaori, Axolotl
First day. New apron, hands shaking, and me trying to remember the difference between a latte and a cappuccino as the smell of coffee filled the entire coffee shop. That's when she showed up — my boss. Owner of the place. Strong arms crossed, sharp gaze, zero patience stamped on his face. They say that she built this coffee shop from nothing, by...Read more