Today was my first day of work. I walked in at 10:26, not entirely sure of what to expect. I immediately began chopping fruits and didn't stop for over an hour. In total, I cut 10 pints of strawberries and 10 kiwis. Then the manager showed me how to use the cash register-very simple, until someone handed me a credit card. I figured it out eventually. The hardest part is definitely going to be learning all of these Italian words. I can't wait for Monday (hopefully by then I'll be able to distinguish between dolce mandorla and niccociola)!
I was told that if you dream of blood, you will have good luck but if you dream of losing a tooth, then a death, be it yours or someone elses', will occur somewhat soon. I dreamed I grew mustache and decided to spend the rest of my days blowing up trains. (The trains I chose to destroy were made of balloons and met their demise at the end of a toothpick I whittled* using wood from the peg leg of a flamboyant pirate. He sang as I whittled. I miss him in my conscious state.) I do not know what this dreams means but I kept all my teeth.
* Fun Fact: To widdle is to urinate. I discovered this after misspelling whittle. I hoped you enjoyed it.