In my quest to go see an NFL game at every stadium, I made the drive up to Cleveland to go see the Browns. Due to the stadium being right next to one of the great lakes, I was absolutely miserable with how cold I was. On top of that the fans at this stadium were the most obnoxious people I have ever crossed paths with. Usually I can find some form of beauty within a city, but I don't really ever see myself coming back here.
So after spending less than two months living in Indianapolis, I got the news that I was getting my own store. Seeing as this was the dream I had been chasing for the last 12 years I was super excited, but at the same time I started to get the feeling off being overwhelmed.
For starters my new store was in Columbus, Ohio. I am horrible with geography, I was well aware that Ohio was directly east of the state I was currently calling home, but beyond that I had to rely on Google to steer me to my new destination. On top of that I had just set up everything at my last apartment. Upon hearing the good news I had barely unpacked the last of my boxes from my previous transition.
The icing on the cake was that I started the next day. Right after work two other managers took me out to celebrate, have me as many pointers as they could fit in between beers and wished me luck. Other than that, I had absolutely no clue how to transition into my new role. I went home, packed what I thought I may need for the next week and when the sun came up, I started the trek.
