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nathantheauthor · 8 days ago

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Originally I was going to save these and drop them as a collective 15, however instead I'm going to be dropping little tears and breakdowns for each of the first five stories to launch at random intervals. So for now, enjoy the first Arc of.... RIPPER INC.

The following Arc is intended to set up the core initial group as well as the general tone and some world building.

ARC 1; BACK IN ACTION.

CHAPTER 1: PRESCOTT DRIVE.

-the opening narration is done by Revver himself, talking about an event that we do not get to see in the main series but do eventually learn what actually happened. Establishing a sort of vaguely personal connection to the current job.

-We're given an overview of Prescott Drive and the Gent family having a game night, a hooded figure smelling of charcoal and burnt flesh lurking outside, Revver's thought continuing as he muses how this was. . . Not a pleasant night.

-we fully switch from his perspective and overview to Bethany Gent, the bright and cheerful gathering brought to a screeching halt as Jeffrey Forester smashed the window, his unique ability allowing him to paralyze most of the people with fear. You get introduced to the concept of Knightbreed, superhumans, right here.

-Jeff's ability is established to be nightmare projection, essentially allowing him to visually and audibly trap you in your greatest fears or most traumatic memories

-after her parents and brother are killed we get in intense Chase where Bethany manages to escape her hallucination, she doesn't manage to get outside without gaining a slash across the cheek giving a half smile on the side of her hair with a pink highlight.. giving her a somewhat reminiscent look of the classic Nina Hopkins.

-We get our first look at Revver, and initially we expect Beth to be the one in horror... But she's oddly relieved and Forester is in the one mortified.

-the first chapter ends with Forester taking a shot to the head and Revver bringing Beth back to his office building for protection. Ending off with a moment of a third party dragging off the "body" into the night.

CHAPTER 2: DREAM THEORY.

-taking place a couple weeks later, we're giving an opening shot of Maxwell Ferguson from his hideout in the slowly rebuilding town of Spokane (having been destroyed by Jeffrey Keaton during Wrath of Keaton).

-Beth is adjusting to her new home in the office building, staying in a room that once belonged to another victim of Forester, somebody she doesn't feel like she deserves to be in the room of.

-It is revealed to us what Ripper Inc is and that a tragedy had previously struck to destroy the original crew, Revver is actively working on putting it back together, expanding it.

-We get a teaser and foreshadowing for other classics pastas in Revver's files. The included pastas are;

Eyeless Jack

Homicidal Liu

Lexx (WhisperedFaith, and by extension The Rake)

Kagekao

Ben Drowned

Jane (The Killer) Richardson

-we are trying to Maxwell with a nightmare sequence, The Smile Dog corrupting and twisting his dreams in ways that have never been seen from it before. Maxwell's long term exposure to Zalgo's creation has forced it to find new ways to try and break him.

Journeying into the rebuilt parts of town and ending up bumping into another escaped inmate from Ferguson's Ayslum... Helen Otis / The Bloody Painter while getting over the counter meds in a desperate and futile attempt to ease the demonic presence in the dreaming world.

CHAPTER 3: PRODIGAL SON.

-We open with an inner monologue from Toby, the subject matter being about loss and a desire to no longer feel the pain. Diving into a bit of how lost he felt without Lyra and dealing with the grief that plagues him from somebody we finally get a name for. Jane Phoenix, someone with ties to him, Revver AND Forester, we get the context that he had returned back to The Slender Man so he wouldn't have to grieve her death.

-We're introduced to the structure and nature of the proxies in universe, and the sinister truth that Slender is basically brainwashing and puppeteering them, removing their stronger emotions to manipulate them.

-some of the proxy dynamics are immediately established such as Tim and Brian immediately trying to kill each other for events in their pasts, as well as how protective Kate is of Toby. Kate sort of plays the role that Lyra once had for him, she serves as a sister in the neverending halls of Slender Manor.

-It is revealed that Maxwell survived his encounter with Helen, as he's now skipped town and found himself on a bus out of Oregon. Barely any money to his name, and even fewer personal belongings.

-Slender is far from the only member of his family debuted in this chapter, as a tall faceless woman watches the bus leave Oregon. The mysterious entity seemingly tracking Maxwell for unknown reasons.

-we finally get a look at what Revver is doing as we join him outside of the forest Slender has claimed as his domain.

-Revver vs The Proxies. A prolonged, brutal but non lethal fight as Revver makes embarrassingly short work of the proxies, his untold centuries of combat experience and superior speed combined lead him to take on Slender's on site proxies with a brutal combo of hand to hand combat and even going as far to break limbs and or serve tendons. Neutralize, not eliminate.

-Revver comes faces to faces with Slender, standing over the beaten and bloodied Brian (knocked unconscious with the back of his own gun), Revver showing no fear at all for his situation. Slender is internally disturbed by what's standing before him, as he sees more than just a skeleton when gazing down upon Revver. He sees... A spiritual anomaly.

-A truce between the two is formed, changing how both of them operate but allowing both to coexist for the war that is to come, a moment of the enemy of my enemy. As part of the agreement of this truce, Revver takes three of the proxies with him. Rouge, Nurse Ann... And reuniting with Toby. The prodigal son returns.

-we catch back up with Maxwell in a Colorado gas station, his faceless stalker getting closer and closer as her presence begins to slowly distort his audio logs.

CHAPTER 4: ON THE PROWL.

-the chapter opens with us getting a glimpse at the one behind the mask, with Heather reminiscing on the circumstances that lead her to become Rouge.

-We get more context and information on what Ripper Inc is from a conversation between Toby and Revver, our current main perspective character, Beth, listening in. Sure, it's all information she already knew to do its public accessibility, but, it's also establishes why the group broke up originally.

-a lot of the melancholia's cut short when Revver announces the first mission for this new version of the company, taking them out of the United States and into The United Kingdom as they set out to chase down and permanently eliminate Springheeled Jack as he reemerges in the modern day.

-as they arrive in Gloucestershire rouge's briefed that her unique talents as a proxy make her ideal for chasing their current target, her equipment tailored to agile and swift overhead movement.

-Meanwhile, we return to Maxwell on his bus trip across the states, making quite the headway to Tennessee... However his symptoms deprived body forces his eyes closed for what feels like a moment and he finds himself lost in the woods in the English countryside. In the woods he comes face to face with what he initially thought was an abandoned cabin before the light of the fire place provides a dim glow in the night. Intentions clear as the path to the door is lined with white heather on both sides. A metaphorical red carpet.

-we finally get a full proper meeting with Maxwell's stalker, This tall faceless woman in a suit that mirrors her brother's, long black hair seeming to move like additional limbs at times. She introduces herself as Cynthia, lamenting on the ridiculous pension that her siblings have for odd titles, and how she opted to pick up a human name. From Maxwell's internal dialogue we get the information that everything she says to him is entirely within his mind, total telepathic communication.

-returning back to the group in England, we are immediately greeted to a chase as Springheeled Jack evades shots at him and Rouge's attempts to catch up, his mocking laughter filling the air as he gives a demonic grin.

-the chapter ends with the chase failing and a distant view of the Ancient Ram Inn greeting our quartet of hunters.

CHAPTER 5: FAVOR.

-exploring the Ancient Ram Inn, Toby and Rouge get separated from Ann and Revver, the spirits were residing within the old buildings Halls seemingly threatened and manipulating the layout.

-Toby and Rouge find themselves in The Chapel, Toby moving cautiously with hatchet in one hand and revolver in the other, the room impossibly extended. The duo come face to face with and end up finally ending the terror of the native demons to the inn.

-Ann and Revver find themselves at The Witch's Room, getting a greeting from an old friend of Revver's. Eslpeth. The ghostly apparition manifests, sitting at one of the tables in the room with a slight smirk. We are given more information about the original Ripper Inc during the interaction.

-picking back up with Maxwell amd Cynthia, the two sitting down at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, YouTube talking about the demonic dog present in his dreams with rather mysterious details coming to light.

-Revver and Elspeth begin a fortune reading, the ghosting winch using the cards provided to read the fortune of the four who have arrived, Toby and Rouge finally catching up to the duo.

-a series of cryptic but seemingly misfortunate cards are drawn, telling of many hardships in the near future. Finally, Elspeth gives themthe information they're after on the demonic terror that has begun to attack Gloucestershire. However, there is a price. She desires a favorite.

-Elspeth reviews that she tires and being bound to The Ancient Ram Inn, and that the only way for her spirit to leave these Walmarts and transition into a wandering one would be to possess or partially attached herself to a living being until she was 56 meters clear of the inn. However, there are only two potential bodies for her to hitch onto, Revver and Ann being impossibility because of their status.

-before Toby can even say anything because Rouge steps forward and finds herself temporarily possessed by Elspeth.

-we pick up with Spring-heeled Jack as he makes his way across town, his rampage leading him to an old estate just beyond the trees. His depraved laughter.

He breaks into the window, landing behind a large chair or a figure sets, the fire going out and she wishes in red drink in her wine glasses... Her eyes beginning took a load red in the dark. "It's rude to sneak up on a lady." Is the last line we get in this arc.

Join me probably later this week for a break down and teaser for the second arc of RIPPER INC...

Join me soon for...

NIGHT KIN.

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tigertaurus22 · 1 year ago

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Once again, I did not get to share my piece during the last Drop In and Write session so I’m posting it here

This time, we had a special prompt from a company called Spokane Bottle Project. According to our Prompter, what they do is they collect old glass bottles and sell them to people that can make up a story about it.

And that’s basically what we did. We came up with a story about one of the bottles they gave us to choose from. We were even allowed to take them home with us!

Mine was a smaller clear glass bottle that kinda looked like an inkwell.

Again, this piece is supposed to be part of A Kitsune in Camelot. Some things will likely be changed in the final version.

The Piece:

The feather quill tapped the side of the little glass bottle as it was extracted, leaving small drops of black ink on the wooden surface of the desk.

The girl paused as she held the quill, pondering how she was going to transfer her thoughts to the parchment. She glanced at the bottle, noting how the sunlight reflected off its smooth, somewhat foggy surface.

It reminded her of the day she and her beloved Sigurd had found it, abandoned in the Court Magician’s study.

It had been much dustier then, likely sitting on that shelf for years before she found it. There had been stains all along the inside from the many potions and elixirs that had been kept inside it.

The Princess idly wondered whether there were still magical properties within the bottle now. There hadn’t been the last time she used her special inkwell, and the time before that. At least, that she knew of.

Sigurd must have really scrubbed it clean, as the magician had suggested.

It had apparently belonged to the Court Magician before him, and Copernicus just forgot it was there.

The Princess had forgotten what brought her to the magicians’ study in the first place that day. But she supposed it didn’t matter now.

Scratching sounds filled the silence of her room as she thought of something else to add to her letter.

At her father’s request, the Princess was writing letters to each of the five Champions that had won the recent tournament.

Of course, there had only been one actual winner, but the four runners-up were also allowed to become knights. The kingdom desperately needed as many soldiers as they could get, preferably pre-qualified for the job with little to no training required.

The thought made the Princess worry got her dear Sigurd all the more.

He’d gone missing soon after they’d returned from the Duchy of Wessex a month ago.

Last she knew, he’d fallen I’ll and then just… disappeared.

Reports from that night told that there had been a dragon spotted above the castle.

Logic suggested that the dragon must have taken him.

But that couldn’t be right.

Sigurd was one of the best fighters in all the realm. It was why he was made the Princess’ personal guard.

She suspected there was more to that story, but she knew she couldn’t investigate or retrace her steps herself.

So… she’d have one of the newly-appointed knights look into it for her.

The letter she was currently working on was addressed to the man who had actually won the Autumn Games.

He seemed trustworthy.

A few minutes later, she’d finished writing her message for help, tucked into the center of the letter, rolled up and held together with a green ribbon.

Each of the letters had color-coded ribbons to indicate which was to go to who.

The others had yellow, red, blue and white ribbons.

She placed the quill back in the inkwell, causing the thick, black liquid within to slosh around inside the bottle a little.

After a moment, she picked up the bottle, a ginger caressing it’s side as she sighed sadly.

Holding it to her chest, she looked out the window at the jousting arena.

At least a dozen knights were out there, practicing their swordplay and horsemanship, their archery and martial arts techniques.

The Princess would often see Sigurd out there with them. She recognized a few faces, belonging to the captains of the King and Queen’s Guards and fellow knights that Sigurd seemed to get along with.

She wondered why they weren’t doing anything to look for their fellow knight.

They must think he’s as good ad dead, if he was taken by a dragon.

She refused to believe that.

With purpose, she strode out of her room, meeting Sigurd’s replacement at the door.

He had been his squire, a waifish boy with copper red hair and freckles and blue eyes.

Sigurd had taught him well, but he was still nervous around his charge.

Evident from the way the boy tensed up as she faced him.

“Oh, calm down. I’m not going to have you executed or anything.”

“R-right.” He laughed nervously. “A-anything you need, your highness?”

“Yes. Make sure these are delivered to the Champions. They contain the date and time for their accolade ceremony.”

“Oh! Of course, your highness!” He said, some of the nervous stutter leaving his voice.

“It’ll be good to have some new recruits. Especially ones as strong as them!”

He bowed respectfully.

“I’ll get these to a courier right away!”

With that, he turned and jogged down the hall.

Once he was out of sight, the Princess returned to her room, glass inkwell still in hand.

She sighed.

“Sigurd, my love… I do hope you return to me soon…”

If that foreign magic caster didn’t deliver… then she might have to do something drastic.

#drop in and write #writing prompt #Spokane bottle project #inkwell #a kitsune in Camelot #original story #Isekai inspired #Princess #spark central

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fabiansociety · 11 months ago

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Only the Rich Get Rich

You got turned sometime in 1913, 1914, and at first it seemed like a good deal, eternal life, eternal youth, the blood-red music of the night, all that late night glamour, but the guy who turned you got bored real quick and dropped you in Spokane five years later and it’s been rough ever since.

Like, you don’t need to eat, or anyway not food you have to buy, but you still need a place to park the old corpse come sunrise, and that’s just been harder and harder to come by over the years. Ain’t like you get alimony, and there ain’t a lot of jobs that fit your hours. Forget climbing the ladder, too; no one schmoozes with the night owl shift, and a promotion inevitably means sunlight.

You work in the mines for decades, another sunless, miserable face coming out of the gloom, but no one swinging a pick ever got rich that way, and you sure didn’t. You sold stolen weed for a while, using those keen extra-human senses to sniff out free ditch weed along the highway before the cops could burn it, but they’ve legalized the damn stuff now and nobody’s buying from a clammy weirdo squatting in an abandoned warehouse anymore, not when there’s a clean white store with everyone in a collared shirt every three miles.

Murder’s fun and all but it doesn’t pay the bills. Nobody even carries cash anymore.

A story about You | source: alexanderhammil.net

#microfiction #spokane

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alessandriana · 6 months ago

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Jesus Christ, that article. Directly above! The volcano! As it blew!!

On that fateful spring day in 1980, the Stoffels, both geologists, were visiting Yakima so that Keith, who worked for Washington’s Geological Survey, could give a lecture on the volcano’s recent reawakening. Dorothy, who had taught Geology 101 at Tacoma Community College before taking a job just weeks before at a Spokane engineering firm, couldn’t resist the chance to observe the reactivated volcano up close.

For nearly two months, a series of earthquakes had rumbled underneath Mount St. Helens, attracting scientists like the Stoffels. There had even been an explosion of ash that had blown a 250-foot hole in the mountain. There also was a pronounced bulge on the north side as if the mountain was pregnant.

An evacuated danger zone (which was later criticized as being woefully small) had been designated to keep the public safe. But as scientists, the Stoffels were able to get special permission to fly into the red zone. They were reassured by a U.S. Geological Survey scientist who gave permission to them to fly that “nothing is going on at the mountain today,” Dorothy Stoffel recalled.

It was a sunny and clear spring Sunday as the Stoffels’ hired, single-engine Cessna reached the volcano about 7:50 a.m. After 45 minutes of circling the mountain and taking photos through the windows, the couple and their pilot, Bruce Judson, decided it was safe to fly across the crater itself.

Dorothy Stoffel’s initial nervousness about flying for the first time in a small plane had abated by then. She even recalled feeling a twinge of regret.

“We made two passes directly over the south crater wall, and what really struck me was how serene everything was, and, surprisingly, I had this sense of disappointment,” Stoffel said. “I thought, ‘Oh, there was all this amazing activity for weeks, and now we’ve missed it all. The mountain has become dormant again.’ ”

That’s how peaceful it was that morning. Right before hell broke loose at 8:32 a.m. The first thing Dorothy Stoffel noticed was that the mountain appeared to be “weeping” on one side as ice and snow melted just on the bulge area. “I turned to Keith and said, ‘Hmmm, look at that. That must mean the heat source is getting near the surface,’ ” she said.

“So as we are flying, finally preparing to head back to Yakima, we are directly above the north side above the apex of the bulge, when, all of a sudden looking at the south side of the mountain, we saw a glacier falling into the crater,” Stoffel said. “I got excited, I thought ‘Oh, finally, a little activity!’ ”

The “activity” was a magnitude 5 earthquake shaking the mountain, eventually triggering the sequence of events leading to the eruption. The earthquake caused a debris landslide.

“The whole north half of the mountain that we were flying just 500 feet above began churning, and a milelong fracture shot across the mountain,” Stoffel said. “Faster than our minds could absorb, the north half of the mountain just became like fluid and slid away.”

Stoffel then witnessed and photographed the largest landslide in recorded history. That removal of debris from the mountain took the pressure off the volcano’s structure, causing a horizontal blast of ash, rocks and steam. The deadly mix would measure 30 miles in diameter and burn everything in its path with 1,000-degree heat.

“When I saw the initial blast coming up out of where the mountain detached and growing right beneath our feet, I was convinced that this was it,” Stoffel said. “I did think of my mother, and I thought ‘I’m going to disappear, and she’s not going to know what happened to me. She didn’t know I was flying from Yakima. I’ll just be gone.’ ”

With no time to spare, the pilot took a nosedive to gain speed and try to outrun the explosion. Within seconds, the blast ripped off the top 1,300 feet of the volcano, producing a mushroom cloud that erupted 65,000 feet into the air.

“We could actually see into the crater at that point, what is now that huge amphitheater with walls as tall as the Grand Canyon, and we saw that morphology change just within moments,” Stoffel said.

Grasping the need to escape the 600 mph blast, the pilot flew south to Portland instead of northeast, back to Yakima. His split-second decisions saved all three passengers’ lives. When the pilot finally cut the engine on the tarmac, Stoffel jumped out of the plane and started running.

“I begin to recognize that Keith and Bruce are running with me. … We are all nonverbal, just running,” Stoffel said, chuckling. “We get to the terminal, and then we realize we’ve left my purse and our cameras on the plane. We looked out on the tarmac, and there is our little plane with the doors wide open.”

On this day, Mount St Helens

#mount st. helens #volcano #ETA: okay not a wise idea to start reading that particular Wikipedia page right before bedtime...

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isabelwcna · 5 days ago

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Top CNA Classes in Spokane, WA: Your Guide to Certified Nursing Assistant Training

Top CNA Classes in Spokane,⁣ WA: Your Guide‌ to Certified Nursing Assistant ⁣Training

Are you considering a career as a Certified Nursing Assistant (CNA) ⁤in Spokane, WA? If so, you’re in the right place! This comprehensive guide will introduce you to ⁤the⁣ best CNA classes available, the benefits‌ of becoming a CNA, and ‍essential ⁣tips for choosing ‌the right training program. With the growing ⁢demand⁢ for nursing professionals, it’s‍ a great time to embark on this rewarding career path.

What is a⁢ CNA?

A ⁣Certified ‍Nursing ⁣Assistant (CNA) provides ⁣essential support to patients in hospitals, nursing⁢ homes, and other healthcare facilities. Their responsibilities include:

Assisting patients with daily activities

Monitoring vital signs

Helping with hygiene and grooming

Communicating patient needs to nurses and doctors

Completing a CNA training program equips you with the knowledge and skills necessary to ⁢excel in this vital role.

Why Enroll in ⁤CNA Classes⁣ in Spokane?

Choosing to take CNA ⁣classes in Spokane ‌has numerous advantages:

Short Training Duration: Most ⁢programs⁢ can be completed in just a few weeks.

High‍ Demand for CNAs: The ⁤healthcare sector in Spokane is ⁢growing, leading to increased job opportunities.

Hands-on Experience: Many programs⁤ offer practical training in real healthcare settings.

Affordable Education: CNA programs are generally less expensive compared to other healthcare training.

Top CNA Classes in Spokane, WA

Here are some ‌of the best CNA programs available in Spokane, WA:

Training Provider

Duration

Cost

Contact

Spokane Community College

3 months

$1,200

Visit

Northwest CNA ⁤Academy

4 weeks

$1,000

Visit

Washington State University⁤ – Spokane

8‌ weeks

$1,500

Visit

Heritage University

10 weeks

$1,350

Visit

Each program ⁣has its unique offerings, so be sure to compare ‍them based on your ‍needs, schedule, and budget.

Benefits of Becoming a CNA

Here are a few‌ reasons why ⁢pursuing a career as a CNA can be beneficial:

Job Security: The demand for CNAs is expected to grow significantly over the coming years.

Foundation for ‍Advancement: CNAs can pursue further education and‍ training, ‍leading to roles such as LPNs ‌or RNs.

Impactful Work: CNAs directly ⁤improve the quality of‍ life ‌for patients, making⁢ a meaningful impact.

Practical Tips‍ for Choosing CNA Classes

When⁣ selecting a CNA training program, ⁤consider ⁢the following:

Accreditation: Ensure the program‍ is approved by the Washington State Department of‌ Health.

Hands-on Training: Look for programs that offer clinical experience in real healthcare settings.

Flexible Schedule: Choose a training program that fits your lifestyle, whether it’s full-time, part-time, or online classes.

Student Support: ‌ Investigate the level of support‍ offered ⁢to students‍ in terms ‌of advising and ‍job placement resources.

First-Hand Experiences

Here are a couple of testimonials from current CNAs ⁤in Spokane:

Jane D., CNA: “The⁢ training I received at Spokane Community College prepared me well‍ for my job.⁢ The instructors were knowledgeable, and the hands-on experience was invaluable. I ‌felt confident on ⁣my first day!”

Mark T., CNA: “Enrolling at Northwest CNA Academy was the best decision I made. The ⁤small class sizes‍ allowed for⁣ personalized attention, and I found⁣ a job⁣ shortly after completing the program.”

Conclusion

Embarking on a career as a Certified Nursing Assistant is both a rewarding and practical choice⁢ in Spokane, WA. With ⁢numerous⁣ training programs available, you have several ⁤options to find⁢ one that suits your needs. As you⁤ weigh the benefits of becoming a CNA, remember to prioritize accredited programs that offer hands-on training and ⁣student support. ⁣The journey may be challenging, but the opportunity to make a difference in people’s lives makes it all ⁢worthwhile. Start your path to becoming a⁢ CNA today!

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gabicna · 12 days ago

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Open Your Future: Top CNA Classes in Washington State for 2023

Unlock Your ⁢Future: Top CNA Classes in Washington State for ‌2023

Are you considering a‌ career ⁣as a Certified Nursing Assistant (CNA) in Washington State? The ‌healthcare industry is booming, and becoming a CNA is an excellent ⁣way to enter this growing field. With multiple training programs available, choosing the right class can be overwhelming. In this article, we will explore the top CNA classes in Washington State for 2023, offering⁤ insights into their features, benefits, and everything you need to unlock your future in healthcare.

Why Become a CNA in Washington State?

The demand for CNAs⁤ is consistently high across the United States, especially in Washington‌ State. Here are a few reasons to consider this career path:

Job Stability: The healthcare industry is continuously⁢ growing, ensuring a stable job outlook for CNAs.

Short Training Period: CNA programs are typically short, taking anywhere from 4 to 12 weeks to complete.

Hands-On Experience: CNAs play a critical role in patient care, gaining valuable hands-on experience.

Flexible Work Options: Many healthcare facilities offer flexible hours, including part-time⁤ opportunities.

Top CNA Classes in Washington State for 2023

Here’s a⁣ comprehensive ‌list of some‌ of the best CNA training programs available in Washington ⁤State this year:

Program Name

Location

Duration

Cost

Seattle Central College

Seattle, WA

4 weeks

$1,200

Clover Park Technical College

Lakewood, WA

10 weeks

$1,300

Everett Community College

Everett, WA

11 weeks

$1,500

Spokane Community College

Spokane, ⁤WA

8 weeks

$1,000

Harrison Medical Center

Bremerton,⁣ WA

6 weeks

$1,100

What to Expect in a CNA Training ⁤Program

CNA training programs typically cover a variety of‍ topics, ensuring you’re well-prepared ‍for certification and a career in healthcare. ‍Here’s what to expect:

Theoretical Knowledge: Learn about⁤ human anatomy, patient care, safety protocols, and legal ‍aspects of healthcare.

Hands-On Skills: Gain practical experience with activities ⁢such as feeding, bathing, and assisting patients with mobility.

Clinical Practice: ‍Most programs include a clinical component⁤ where you work directly with patients ‌under supervision.

Benefits of Attending Top⁣ CNA Classes

Enrolling in a ⁣reputable CNA class is crucial for your career. Here are the benefits:

Quality Education: ⁣ Top programs‌ provide experienced instructors and up-to-date curriculum.

Resources and Support: ‍ Many offer job placement services, resume workshops, and interview prep.

Certification Preparation: Courses focus on preparing students for the state certification exam.

Practical Tips for Aspiring CNAs

If you’re ready to dive into your CNA training, consider these practical ⁣tips:

Research Programs: Look into⁢ the program’s accreditation, reviews, and job placement⁤ assistance.

Financial Aid: Investigate financial aid options, ‌scholarships, and payment plans ⁣to ease costs.

Network Early: Connect with instructors and fellow students to build your professional ⁣network.

Successful Case Study: John’s Journey to Becoming a CNA

Meet John, a 32-year-old career changer⁣ who recently completed a CNA program ⁣at Clover Park Technical College. After being laid off from his previous job, John decided to pursue ‍a career in⁢ healthcare. He enrolled in the CNA program, ⁢which offered a robust curriculum and a supportive environment.

Throughout the program, John appreciated the hands-on experience,⁤ which equipped him with the skills needed to care for patients effectively. Upon graduation, he secured⁤ a position at a local nursing home and is now passionate about making a difference in his community.

First-Hand⁤ Experience: Testimonials from Recent Graduates

“My experience at Seattle Central College was incredible! The instructors were knowledgeable and⁣ supportive. I felt prepared for‌ the certification exam and my first job as a CNA.” – Emily, 25

“Clover Park Technical College‌ provided me with the skills I needed to ⁢succeed in the healthcare field. The clinical experience was invaluable.” – ‍Mike, 28

Conclusion

If you’re ready to unlock your future in healthcare, pursuing CNA classes in⁣ Washington State in 2023 is an excellent⁣ choice. With a variety of programs available that‌ offer quality education and hands-on training, you can embark on ‌a rewarding career that makes an impactful difference in the lives of‌ others. Start your journey today by researching ‍the top ⁢CNA classes in your area and take ‌the first step toward a fulfilling future!

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vgrc-llc · 12 days ago

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🌟 Ultimate Guide to Soft Washing for a Sparkling Home Exterior 🌟

💦 What is Soft Washing and Why Choose It?

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Master the Art of Phlebotomy: Your Guide to Training in Spokane

**Title: ‍Master the Art of Phlebotomy: Your Guide to Training in Spokane**

**Introduction:** Are you interested in pursuing a career in phlebotomy? If so,‌ you’ve come to ⁤the right place! Phlebotomy⁤ is a rewarding and in-demand career⁣ that involves ⁤drawing blood from patients for ⁣various medical tests⁣ and procedures. To become a skilled phlebotomist, you need the proper training ⁢and education.⁣ In this guide, we will explore how⁣ you can master the art of phlebotomy through ‍training in Spokane, Washington.

**Benefits of Training in Spokane:** – Access to⁣ accredited phlebotomy ⁤programs – Hands-on experience‌ in real ⁢healthcare settings – Opportunities for job placement and networking – Convenient location for residents ‌of Spokane ⁤and surrounding areas

**Finding the Right Phlebotomy Training Program:** When looking for‍ a phlebotomy training ⁤program in Spokane, it’s important to consider the following factors: – Accreditation: Make sure the⁤ program is accredited by a recognized organization such ⁢as‍ the National Accrediting Agency for Clinical Laboratory Sciences (NAACLS). -⁤ Curriculum: Look for ⁣a program that covers essential phlebotomy techniques, ⁣anatomy, physiology, and medical terminology. – Clinical Experience: Choose a program‌ that offers hands-on training in⁤ a real healthcare ⁣setting, such as a hospital or clinic. – Certification: Opt ⁤for a program that prepares you for certification exams, such as the Certified Phlebotomy Technician (CPT) exam.

**Practical Tips ⁢for Success:** – Practice drawing blood on simulation arms⁣ or ⁤dummy models to improve your technique. – Develop good communication skills to help patients feel comfortable during blood draws. – Stay up to date on industry trends and best practices through continuing education and professional development ⁣opportunities.

**Case Study:** Samantha, a recent graduate of a phlebotomy training program in Spokane, now works as a certified⁤ phlebotomist at a local hospital. She credits her success⁢ to the hands-on training and mentorship she received‍ during her⁢ program. ⁢Samantha’s advice to aspiring ⁢phlebotomists is to stay focused, practice regularly, and always prioritize‍ patient care.

**First-Hand⁣ Experience:** “I ‍always knew I wanted to work in healthcare, and phlebotomy seemed like the perfect fit for me. The ‍training program in Spokane ‌was rigorous but incredibly ‌rewarding. I learned so ⁣much about ‌blood collection techniques, patient care, and professionalism. Now, I feel confident and prepared to start my career as a phlebotomist.”

**Conclusion:** Mastering the art of phlebotomy requires⁣ dedication, training, and hands-on ⁣experience. By choosing the right training program in Spokane, you can build the skills ‌and knowledge needed to succeed in this rewarding field. Whether you’re a recent high school graduate or a healthcare professional‍ looking to advance your‍ career, phlebotomy training ‍in Spokane‌ can open the doors to countless opportunities ‌in the healthcare industry.Start your journey to becoming a skilled‍ phlebotomist today!

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Your Gateway to Success: A Comprehensive Guide to CNA Certification in Washington

**Title: Your Gateway to Success: A⁢ Comprehensive Guide to CNA Certification in Washington**

**Introduction:** Becoming a Certified Nursing Assistant (CNA) is a rewarding career path that offers job stability and the opportunity to‌ make a real difference in people’s lives. If you’re in Washington and considering pursuing CNA certification, you’re in the right place! This comprehensive guide will walk you through everything you need to know about obtaining ⁢your CNA ‍certification in Washington.

**Benefits of⁣ CNA Certification ‌in Washington:** 1. Job Security: The ⁢demand for CNAs⁤ in Washington is ⁣on the rise, making it a ‍stable career choice. 2. Competitive Salary: CNAs in Washington earn competitive wages, with opportunities for growth and advancement. 3. Flexibility:⁤ As a CNA, you’ll‌ have the ⁢flexibility to work‍ in‌ various⁤ healthcare settings, such as hospitals, nursing homes, and home health ‌agencies. 4. Job Satisfaction: CNAs play a crucial role in patient care, ‌providing hands-on assistance ⁤and emotional⁣ support to those in need.

**Requirements for CNA Certification in Washington:** To become a ⁢CNA in Washington, you must meet the following requirements: – Be ⁣at least 18⁣ years old – Have a high school diploma⁤ or GED – Complete a state-approved CNA training program – Pass the⁤ Washington State Nurse Aide Competency Exam

**Steps to Obtain CNA Certification in Washington:** 1. ‍Enroll in a state-approved CNA training program. 2. Complete the required number of training hours (typically between 85-120 ⁢hours). 3. Apply for ‍and schedule the Washington State Nurse Aide Competency ⁤Exam. 4. Pass both the written and skills portions of the exam. 5. Apply‍ for CNA⁢ certification through the Washington Department of Health.

**Practical Tips⁣ for ‍Success:** – Research different⁢ CNA training programs to find one that fits your schedule and budget. – Practice your skills regularly to ensure you’re ‌prepared for the ⁤competency ‌exam. – Network with other healthcare professionals to gain insights and advice on the field.

**Case Study:** Sarah, a recent⁣ high school graduate from Seattle, decided to pursue⁢ a career as a CNA. She enrolled in a local training program, passed the competency ‍exam on her first try, and is now⁣ working in a nursing home. Sarah⁢ loves her job and⁣ finds fulfillment in helping others on a daily basis.

**Firsthand Experience:** “I’ve been a CNA ‌in Washington for five years now,⁤ and I couldn’t imagine doing anything else. The training was rigorous, but it ⁢prepared me well for⁣ the demands of the job. Every day, I ‌get to make a difference in ⁤someone’s life, and‍ that’s the most rewarding part of being a CNA.” – ⁣Emily, CNA‌ in Spokane, WA

**Conclusion:** Becoming a CNA in Washington is a⁤ fulfilling and rewarding career choice. ‌By following the steps outlined in this guide and⁢ dedicating yourself to your⁤ training, you can embark⁢ on a successful career in healthcare. The demand for CNAs in ⁢Washington is high, so take the first step today towards achieving your‌ CNA certification and ⁢opening the door to a world of opportunities.

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Chelan Summer

Portland, Oregon, my hometown by birth but at present not my current home. Stuck I am in Spokane, Washington, not the worst place to be stuck by any stretch of imagination, but a far cry from Portland. It wasn’t so much that I was stuck here, it was just for the summer break from Eastern Washington University. Nothing like spending the summer sleeping on a friends couch while trying to find something at least partially resembling a part time job. If anything it sure as hell beat hanging around Cheney for the summer, anything was better than that.

After two weeks sleeping on my friend Mike’s couch and doing little more than chain drinking Rainier beer I knew I needed a change, this is not at all what I had in mind for my summer vacation. It was the middle of my third week off from classes that the phone call came in from my friend Marie who was spending her summer as she always did, working at her families diner in Chelan. I hadn’t been to Chelan since I was a wee lad, and the only thing I remembered was staying in a tiny cabin with my parents. It was one of the few vacations I could think back at with fond memories and now with the passing of my parents that made me feel far more sad than I would have liked to admit.

Marie was calling wondering if I would at all be interested in coming out to Chelan for a portion of the summer to both do a little work at the diner, what with her brother being off doing basic training for the National Guard, but also if anything to not be spending the whole summer stuck in Spokane. I didn’t mind Spokane anywhere near as much as she did, but still, spending a good deal of the summer hanging out at Lake Chelan sure sounded better than than being bored. I packed my clothing , laptop and a decent selection of books into the trunk of my 1963 Ford Falcon and headed West, escape from the horrific heat that was already setting in on Spokane was a welcome change, it was already pushing 100 and it was only the second week of June. I was not used to this sort of heat, mild Portland summers had spoiled me as a kid and this was going to take some serious getting used to. I knew Chelan wasn’t going to be cold by any stretch of the imagination but it was not going to be anywhere near as warm as Spokane and that was all I was asking for. The Falcon had a decent speed and traffic was light. Well it was a Tuesday I figured I would stop for lunch in Moses Lake and make it into Chelan by late afternoon, by then it would give Marie time to figure out exactly what I would be doing at the diner, but also to figure out if the little guest cabin she said I could stay in was in any condition for me to actually stay in tonight. To say I was getting tired of sleeping on couches would be an understatement to say the least. I was longing for sleeping on a dorm bed and those things were god awful. The Falcon was my second car in less than a year. It was a replacement for the Plymouth Arrow that met an untimely demise after it was t-boned by a Ford Explorer in the first ice storm of the season. The minimum amount of insurance money didn’t afford me enough to get anything terribly fancy but the Falcon made due. I always did like vintage cars from a young age. Something about cars actually having some personality unlike the bulk of cars produced since the late 1970’s.

Lunch in Moses Lake was decent, nothing special, just a burger and fries from a little cafe out by the airport. It had been ages since I had last been though Moses Lake, probably at least 10 years, and seeing as how I was only 19, for me that was quite a while. I really didn’t remember much about my last visit other than it was rather warm as my parents and I were coming back from Banff, Alberta, Canada, via Spokane. I hadn’t been back to Alberta since then either, which made me sad. The Canadian Rockies had to be one of the most beautiful places I had ever been. I was hoping on making it up this summer but with the lack of cash flow in my life, I had ruled it out. Now with some money coming in the door, a late summer trip could easily be in the works I felt.

I didn’t know how much money I would actually have before classes started back up, but if there was somehow enough to make a short trip to the Rockies I felt it would be worth it. Dealing with only my own thoughts for a few days would be worth it I felt. I really hadn’t had a chance to spend any time on my own since my parents passed right before classes started. It was nice however to have the people around in the dorm that wanted to make sure I was alright and that I had someone around if and or when I ever needed to talk about anything which was very much appreciated, sometimes though I really just wanted some time on my own and I really hoped that here in Chelan I just might finally be able to find some time on my own.

I pulled into Chelan a bit after 4:00 p.m. which was right around when I thought I would. The skies were blue and there was enough of a breeze that even with the temperature hanging in the 80’s it was not bad out at all. I made it to the diner, Lakeside Pies, it was quite busy, the parking lot as well as the street out front was packed with cars and a small like of folks out the front door. At least the place was busy and popular I thought to myself. Nothing worse I felt than working someplace that was never busy.

I made my way through the group of people at the front door and started looking for Marie. I knew she had to be around somewhere. I saw her a couple minutes later coming out of the kitchen with a tray piled high with plates. In Cheney she had worked at Watermans, the bar and grill across from campus, which is where I first met her. Later on I ended up having a class with her and ended up getting to know her far better than I did from just having out far too much at Watermans. I wasn’t expecting her to offer me to come out to Chelan, but now that I was here I could see why, the place was packed and they needed the staff. Not that I had any experience at all in food service but now was as good of a time as any to learn and she knew I was a reliable person from the multiple group projects we had needed to complete in our class together.

Once she finished running the mountain of food to the table she came over and gave me a massive bear hug, which was not at all what I was expecting. She had never been much for hugging and such, well at least not that I had noticed. I wasn’t about to complain though. Marie was older than me, not by much though, a couple of years or so perhaps, not that it mattered all that much, just something that popped into my head. I had never thought about her in any sort of romantic way, never had any reason to in my mind. I had always presumed that she was romantically tied up with James who was the late night bartender at Watermans. I knew now wasn’t the best time to sort things out my employment because it was so busy, but I felt I should do something to help during the rush. Marie insisted though for me not to worry and gave me the key for the cabin that would be my home for the enxt couple months. I headed down the road back from the lake to find the cabin. It was nothing special to say the least, a one room box with a tiny loft in the back with an old mattress. Nothing special by any stretch, but I was clearly liking the solitude that was soon to be in my future. I headed out to my car to unload my very limited amount of belongings, tossed the clothes in the tiny closet and the books on the built in shelf next to the fridge. The fridge wasn’t on. I had to search for the breaker box and finally found it, of all places, in the bathroom, and finally got power up and going to the whole cabin. It wasn’t the best lit place in the world but I was sure I could manage to make due with it at least for the summer. I was however worried that it would get warmer than I wanted in July. I knew I was going to have to invest in at least one fan in order to make sure I didn’t roast to death. By the time I was unpacked and had the fridge at a decent temperature and ran to the store to get a few things, namely coffee, it was close to 11:00 p.m. and there was a knock at the cabin door. I walked over and opened it up and there was Marie with a to-go box and a case of Rainier beer. She came over and had a seat on the couch and handed me a beer, of course after she already opened one for herself.

She apologized for the state of the place, the idea for me to come out and stay there was just hatched this morning, not really allotting much time to prep the cabin for any sort of long term lodging. She went outside, beer in hand to make sure that the water had been turned on at a decent enough pressure that I would be able to take a shower with enough pressure to actually get clean. She headed over to the built in dining table and bench and took the seat off and pulled out a typewriter and some dishes and the like. I had always enjoyed working on a typewriter. There was just something soothing about the gattling gun sound made by the keys striking the paper. No chance for going back and editing, just one idea after another hitting the page. I loved to write, I was going to school to be involved in journalism, after this last school year though I really had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. The shock of my parents dying after hitting a moose with their car a day after dropping me off at Eastern Washington put me in a daze, a state of shock. It was a blessing that I was essentially able to take my first semester off in order to try my best to cope with the whole situation, but not having any real time by myself made that rather difficult to say the least. I did feel lucky to be able to make some very good friends that went out of their way to make sure that I was alright though the whole situation perhaps now I would have a chance, even though it was almost nine months ago since it all happened. It is important to grieve and better late than never I guess.

Marie asked me how I was feeling about the whole sudden relocation to Chelan. Clearly it was a surprise and not at all something I was planning going into the summer but I was indeed quite pleased to be here and actually be working. As well it was time away from Cheney and Eastern.

Marie agreed that I needed some real time away from both Eastern but also from the large amount of people that I had come to know there. Not that they were bad people or anything along those lines, more that they were people I was just thrown into a social circle of sorts with, almost like a support group of sorts after the incident with my parents. Ideal it was not, at all. I felt that I knew the people, well at least I kind of knew them. I really didn’t know if I could actually trust or count on any of them besides a couple who I had actually had a couple of classes with. Generally the people in the dorms left a lot to be desired. Thank god I had a single room for the whole year, made things a whole lot easier for me. Was able to have time on my own if I felt I needed it.

There was something magic about Chelan, or at least I felt that there was. I loved the lake, the peace and quiet. I was finally able to be alone with my thoughts, and that was something I desperately needed and had wanted for months. The cabin was a step up from my dorm room, but that wasn’t really saying too much. The dorm left a great deal to be desired. It was a bit drafty in the cabin even for it being summer. I had a feeling it was not going to exactly be the warmest of nights. I searched the couple of small closets in the cabin in hopes that I would find a extra blanket or something. I remembered I had my emergency sleeping bag that I always kept in the trunk of my car which I could always use if I really needed to. I felt there had to be some sort of extra bedding somewhere in the cabin though, or that Marie would have some in the main house. I made a note to ask her about that when she came back. She stepped out a few minutes earlier saying she was going to figure out what happened to all of the plates and other dishes that were supposed to be in the cabin’s kitchen.

I was still trying to get a grasp on what all was going on. I still felt like a complete and total wreck, I truthfully had no idea how all how to react to the death of my parents, even eight months later I still felt like I had no idea how to judge or process the while series of events. Their death hit me, obviously, even though I was not exactly the closest with them, or had the best relationship with them. That made my reaction their death hard to read from an outsiders point of view. As parents it was not as though they were bad, more that they were rather absorbed in their own lives and I was so often on my own or in the company of other family members. I never really felt all that close to them. I however did not know exactly how much of it I could honestly blame on them, after my father lost his job with the merger mania of banks in the early 1990’s he went back to do what he always wanted to do, teach, and got a position teaching accounting at the school of business at Lewis and Clark College in Portland and within a couple of years had been named chair of the department. My mother worked as a nurse at Oregon Health Sciences University. Often with off the wall schedules and being perpetually on call, it was not unheard of for me to only see my parents for any real length of time on the weekends, and even then my mother would have to dart off to the hospital more often than she ever would have liked.

My going off to Eastern however had prompted the both of them to look into retirement. They weren’t terribly old, both in their late 50’s but financially they were well enough off that they could at least consider the prospects of an early retirement. For my father it was much easier to scale back the work flow. He scheduled himself to only teach two senior level classes at Lewis and Clark, and he was no longer the department chair, having served two consecutive three year terms. This course load allowed him to only be on campus two days a week, save the occasional department meeting or an office hours appointment with a student. He was embracing his newfound free time and began to start running again which was something he had not seriously done since his college days at the University of Washington. For my mother however it was not as easy. She loved her job, always had, she loved caring for people, it was her nature, it was her mother’s nature as well, she wouldn’t admit it but that is why she wen into nursing in the first place.

She managed to use a good stock of her accumulated vacation time to coincide with helping me move to Cheney and it still bring summer break for my father, to see see if she was really ready for retirement. Financially they were a-ok. Owned two houses, one in Portland and another on the Oregon Coast in Yachats. The beach house was used in the summer primarily, at one point my father headed out there for two months to work on a research article with relative peace and quiet, it ended up getting published in some prestigious journal and helped his career dramatically. I hadn’t been to the beach house in at least a couple years. I knew my parents had let my aunt and uncle borrow it for a good length of time the prior summer. They had both already retired, well, more my uncle retired as he had worked for Burlington Northern for a considerable time, nearly 35 years, he was on the receiving end of a healthy retirement package even after their merger with Santa Fe.

Everything my parents owned had been left to me, in a trust that I wouldn’t have access to until I hit the age of 35. I didn’t have an issue with that in the least. Finances were to be made available to pay for my education and housing and I would be allowed to either live in or rent out my parents former home in Portland, but I would not have the ability to sell the home until I was 35. It seemed like that was a condition put in to make sure I didn’t do anything stupid with the money at a young age. I was only 19 after all. Not that I Was noted for doing anything too stupid mind you, but it prevented me from making any spur of the moment decisions to sell, and also would reduce pressure from others in the family or elsewhere to try and sell the homes as well. I had no idea what to do about the house at the coast.

I was also given a small monthly stipend for expenses, it was not a large sum by any stretch of the imagination but it was enough to keep me from really worrying about having to find some low level crappy job to make ends meet while I went to school. I was grateful for that. I was able to focus full time on school, although for my first semester it was mainly me focusing on not losing my damned mind, which proved to be far more difficult than I had ever imagined. Even though I was not exactly all that close with my parents, it still ht me, and hit me hard, far harder than I had honestly expected when I first got the news. I felt incredibly lucky that I had family in the area, just outside of Spokane, which I became closer with almost overnight. The situation there was a bit odd, and a little stressful, but we all made it work.

Getting out for the summer however I hoped would prove to be a good decision, if anything I felt it really couldn’t make things any worse. Marie came back into the cabin with a large box in her arms. Inside was a ton of stuff that I hoped would prove to be some used to me. A French press, dishes and coffee mugs, as well as a blanket and a new pillow. I was happy to see all of the things, as well as the can of coffee that was hiding under the blanket. The thought of having to function in the mornings without coffee was not a happy prospect. I had learned to love the stuff over the last year, even though I couldn’t stand it in the least earlier in my life. Getting used to using a French press instead of a normal drip coffee maker was going to take some time though I thought.

Marie looked exhausted, it was close to 11:30 p.m. and her day began at 6:20 a.m. when she arrived at work to begin baking bread and biscuits for the day. She asked if there was anything else I could think of that I might need. I told her that I couldn’t think of anything else that I needed, well at least not tonight. I asked her what time she wanted me to show up to work in the morning. She said she really wasn’t all that sure. The cafe opened at 7:30 a.m. so she figured I should at least show up by 7:15 a.m. I told her I would set the alarm clock on the kitchen counter. With it being far enough from the bed, located in the loft it would force me to get out of bed to shut the damned thing off. Marie said she was going to head to the house to get some sleep, and that if I determined that I needed anything that I should let her know in the morning. I told her I would as she headed out the door. I knew I needed to get some sleep too, it had been a long day, and tomorrow was going to be just as long, if not longer, but I really didn’t feel all that tired. I grabbed an old paperback off the shelf by the door, “Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy” and headed up to the bed with it in hand. The wind was whipping through the trees that surrounded the cabin, not something I was used to, and of course I didn’t have a fan or anything around to help drown out the sounds. The only radio had dead batteries. I had a sinking feeling I was going to have a rough time getting to sleep. Thankfully that ended up not being the case.I awoke with a jolt, the alarm was going off. The bedside light was still on, the book next to me, I had no idea where I was. This wasn’t the first time I had woken up somewhere in a panic with no clue as to where I was or how I got there, and I was sure it wouldn’t be the last either. Still it was not the ideal way to start ones morning.

I finally managed to remember where I was and that I was going to need to hurry and take a shower and get ready to go into my first day of work at the cafe, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I was hoping for it to be peaceful at Chelan, I should have known better. Calm summers in Chelan were ancient history, it was a vacation spot through and through and had been for years. Winters were the only calm time, and from what I had heard from Marie, they were almost too calm. A summer someplace that was lively and active was going to be a far cry from what I would have been in store for if I stayed in Cheney. For being a college town, it nearly rolled up the sidewalks in the summer. The summer class offerings were minimal at best and mostly all of the student population headed home, or to Spokane for the summer where there were actually jobs to be had. Not that Cheney was a ghost town mind you, but unless you worked at the University or at one of the few small businesses , in the summer there was next to nothing to do, save get drunk all the time, which most did year round anyways.

I took a quick shower partially out of necessity, but also because there only seemed to be about five minutes of hot water. That was not ideal, I needed to ask Mary about that. Not knowing what to wear for work, better yet not even knowing what I would be doing when I got there, I figured jeans and a Eastern Washington t-shirt would be ok, as the dress seemed to be rather casual when I showed up last night. I made sure I had the keys to the cabin and headed out the door on foot to Lakeside Pies. Marie was already there when I arrived, we appeared to be the only ones however. I really hoped I wasn’t going to be in the kitchen, my cooking skills left a lot to be desired, especially if it comes to cooking things quickly. I was hoping that there was already some coffee made. I hadn’t though to make any before my shower and I desperately needed a cup. If anything not just to wake up but also to warm my hands, it wasn’t particularly warm outside, hovering in the 40’s, a wee bit cooler than I was used to in Spokane to say the least. Marie told me there was indeed coffee, but I had to make it. I set up the brewers to make four large air pots of coffee in preparation for opening. I had a feeling that between the two of us we would be able to put at least one out of its misery on our own. Moments after I started the coffee, in walked Keith, one of the cooks. He was also one of the few who was born and raised there in Chelan. He was an older gentleman, I was guessing at first look that he might be in his early 60’s I was shocked to find out later that he was 77 and came back to Chelan to work here after nearly 20 years working in various diners in Seattle. You could tell by looking at him that he enjoyed working in a kitchen. Several minutes later the kitchen started filling with people coming in through the back door. Marie and I went from being the only people in the place to only a small fraction of the staff. There were nearly a dozen people in the kitchen, one whole section was set up specifically for baking the house specialty, pies. The last 45 minutes before opening was hectic, especially for me since I had no idea what I was actually supposed to be doing. Marie finally told me what I was going to be doing, and I was relived I wouldn’t be working in the kitchen,

I was relegated to serving, bussing tables and seating people. The trifecta of things I hoped I wouldn’t fuck up too bad. My biggest worry had to be dropping food on the way to the tables. Graceful I was not. I downed another cup of coffee before making my way over to the cash register, which looked to be at least 50 years old, to see if I could figure out how to use it. All in all I was thankful that it was an older register it made it far easier to use as far as I was concerned, no worries about some software having issues. As long as I could read everyones handwriting I would be golden. I knew my handwriting was far from the best but I would have to make it look a bit more readable. I felt lucky that the menu was rather limited in its offerings. Far less for me to need to try and memorize.

We could see people starting to arrive in the parking lot in advance of the doors opening. Not what I was expecting for the middle of the week, but then it was Chelan, nothing had to make sense in a vacation town like this. People were either coming in before they had to go to work, or people out here on vacation. Working here was a far cry from what I was hoping I would be doing over the summer. My plan during the spring was going to include a summer trip on Amtrak to Chicago and Milwaukee. That obviously didn’t end up happening.

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