A Plead to the Pickers

"Danni, you need to pick coffee. Aida not coming today", my farm manager says on such tone with some sense of urgency.

Right now, in our farm, the amount of pickers we have varies per day. 2 minimum, 5 maximum. We have about 20 acres of coffee trees to pick. It's September now, peak season has started, and when the whole land has ripe cherries all at the same time, you'd need more people.

We need help.

But that being said, a service leader can get exhausted too, ya know. Yes we need pickers, but can they not break the branches? Can they be punctual with time? Can they be true to their word? Like, be there when they say that they're coming to help us? Can they take the ripe off from the tree? Can they pretty pretty please clean the basket so that the machine won't break?

It's simple. Good work ethics please. Whatever job it is, it still is work.

What they don't really see is that for the rest of the months that it isn't coffee season, the work is continuous for field maintenance. The spraying, pulling of shoots, fertilizing. That's the expense. But for that to be worth it, we need the freakin cherries off from the tree!

This is a message that won't find its way to the initial recipient. But know, as a reader, that it is a challenge and it can be quite frustrating. Being so nice can also be tiring. We can only be too kind. sigh