OJ (n) - original jamba : Original team member of Jamba Juice 921, from the day the store was opened until after the one year anniversary. Irony in the meaning is that we are known for our orange juice, and so we call ourselves, OJ's.
Ex. Sarah, Jean, Josh, and John.
If it wasn't for the 3 J's, I would probably loathe my job. Sadly, within the next 2 months, there will only be 2 OJ's left. John has gotten a was better office job and yesterday was his last day. Josh is moving to Chicago (oh how I am green with envy!) to go to Roosevelt in late August. Jean is about to be a Team Lead, so that's awesome. But me...little ole' Sarah...nothing is changing for me...yet. I don't know what I'll do (job-wise) once I come back from Chicago, but that's a whole different post, so I'll get to that when I get to that.
Last night we OJ's went out for the first, and maybe last (hopefully not), time, alone. Last week we had the whole beach thing, but all of our guests were there, so it was weird telling all these Jamba stories to people who had no idea what was going on. When it's just us 4 we can talk about our regulars, inventory, different issues at work, and all know exactly what is going on. I love my 3 J's, and hanging out with them will need to happen in regular intervals, otherwise I'll miss some of the best friends I have. On the first day of training Gary told us, "You're going to meet some of your best friends here... ." I may have shrugged those words off then, but now I know those are some of the few true words that man ever spoke.
OJ4LIFE.
