Thinking back about the whole incident, it was a miracle to have survive that fierce thunderstorm bought about by a nearby typhoon that was going on. That was the first time I endure how dangerous life could be when you're all alone out there in the world. It was truly an experience. Today I am so proud of telling people about how I use to be a barista and manage a whole coffee brewery. Thanks to my Jewish boss whom had faith in putting his whole shop to my hands.
Having said that, he make sure that I lived comfortably in his staff quarters (a beautiful bungalow) situated in a neighborhood just like what you see in the scenes of desperate housewives episodes.
It was an exchange of providing him excellent service to make sure his customers were happy and making sure his coffee house is well taken care off. Then again its also a big price to pay for we have to travel that dangerous journey knowing that we could die any day of that morning. This is the sacrifices we made :)... but I truly cherish those experience which humbles me to such a level, I realize how much I need to know and how little I would not have become, if I had not took the opportunity to go out there and challenge myself.
Thus,whenever I come across any waiters/waitress especially baristas. I truly respect them and promise myself to treat them with greater respect and will appreciate them for the work they have done to serve the rest of the humans everyday. Sometimes people disregard others just because they're not anybody big. They don't hold big shot positions in corporate firms. That's where I truly thank my mom for always telling me never ever to look down on anyone, because everyone have that equal opportunity to shine, even the boy who works as a cleaner. You'll never know really. Thus, don't you ever dare talk down to anyone, because they're just as human as you.
Contrastingly, when I finally work for a corporate firm. I feel very small and really not proud about myself. For maybe the money is greater, but the satisfaction was really a tug at my heart. Given a chance again, I would return back to the humble coffee parlor. But of course I know my journey now requires me to experience all these,in order to plan for greater things ahead.Hence, the coffee house days are a sanctuary,corporate days are just a reality to understand how badly faith and hope inside people are slowly diminishing. Its truly sad,but it is not an end, we can still make the world a better place if we start with ourselves.
I truly miss my jewish boss and his family whom show me the real deal of how truly successful when one is,yet his mannerism is so ordinary, so incredibly humble and his wife is an angel explaining the angelic children that comes with it. At our first true blue american thanksgiving dinner.
Oby and his wife builds their coffee empire from scratch, and now obby lee coffee roastery together with their trademark Vanilla Dream recipe, is almost like your MILO in north america. But of course, they're just ordinary humans. But this particular town of Rehoboth situated in Delaware, the smallest state in the 50 states of America, serves to show me the most precious kind of humanity that still exist. The love and care of each individual you come across, as I think back of all the things and all the people I met. I believe even if they would have encounter tough times due to the recession. Their faith and belief will bring them through, and that's what make them so special.
To be continued.....
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