I've had this post title floating around in my head for the past month or so that I've been cooking up little samples of delicious treats and snacks for the past month and a half. It isn't the most mentally stimulating job I've ever had, but it pays well enough for just standing there shelling out the goods. Yesterday I grilled tri-tip and came home smelling like a giant steak. Today was this ramen-esque shrimp soup. Not so good.
We don't technically work for Costco, but for an independent company called Warehouse Demo Services. I feel a little awkward when Costco employees are all busy around me getting their work done. We don't ever talk and I know very few of them by name. Its odd to me that we can be around each other all of the time and not take the time to know each other at all. We co-habitate but never mix.
I do observe though. There are two employees (that I know of) who are deaf. I can't imagine life without sound and finding work is one of the last things I would think about having to tackle with a disability like that! I think it's fantastic that the warehouse is somewhere that is open to all people for employment. Good job Costco. You make me proud to work for your sub company.
Seeing coworkers talk in sign language is pretty cool. All languages are cool really. I'm intrigued by the way we get what's going on inside our heads into the minds of who we are communicating with. Face to face is obviously my favorite form, but I'm a phone talker too. Texting is a little light in my day because it's a fast way to tell someone, "I'm thinking about you and I want you to know that".
I hope that in my few weeks left of work at Costco I can pick up a little bit of sign language to be more outgoing in a new social sphere. I want into that secret silent world.