Can I see you for a moment?

One of the exec’s called me into her office this afternoon. I knew I was going to find out whether or not I got the job I boarded for last week. I braced myself in case I didn’t get the job by thinking in my head no matter what happens, don't start crying. But I was told I gave a very good board (job interview), displayed a good sense of show, and would I like to have the position? Yipee!
The biggest change this will bring (aside from trying to figure out how to work on a different show with a different host, producers, and a new, extended hour) is I will move from working the afternoon/evening shift to a day shift. That's still sinking in. I can’t remember what people do after 6 pm on a weeknight.
I was thinking about what the change to my working hours would mean for my life on my walk home. Maybe I can audition for one of Ottawa’s amateur orchestras now. Or take a cooking class. As I was walking, I passed by the New Asian Restaurant. It opened less than a year ago and stood out for me the moment the sign went up because it’s the only Chinese restaurant on the downtown portion of Bank Street. Tonight, the restaurant is all taped up with newspapers and a sign reads that it is under new management. That happened so quickly. I knew the restaurant wasn’t doing well because I rarely saw people eating inside. To be honest, I didn’t think the menu offered much beyond greasy fried rice for white public servants on their lunchbreak. Now the New Asian is reinventing itself. And I turned this over in my head for the rest of my walk home.