I was doing my stuff, peacefuly as usual. Then I saw, with all my myopia and no glasses, “a girl with short blond hair next to another girl I might know” – as I thought at the moment. As I came near them, I saw that I really knew the girl she was with, a friend that happens to be a sales person from an importer (Beer Maniacs). But herself, the blondie, I didn’t know who she was until it got to me, as I recalled what this friend of mine had already told me in the past week: she “happens to be” the Export Coordinator of Brooklyn Brewery, Claire.
I have already met some important [and for that matter, important not only to me but to the segment] people where I work. But I believe that I have never stuttered as much as I did with Claire. If I ever wanted to get to know somebody from the beer industry (and I always want to, mainly because I like to know interesting people), probably it was her.
Not because of her job. Or because she’s from one of the most respected breweries in the world or one of my favorite breweries, nothing like that. But because she IS, in my most humble and honest opinion, Brooklyn in person. I haven’t met Garret Oliver or the neighbours who founded the brewery, but that girl with a casual black dress, a funny laugh and a good talk…
…made me think: “that’s why I work with beer”. Because of the people involved, the people that inputs all its heart and soul in its work to make other people have a good time, wherever they are, whoever they are.
It may be from choosing suppliers for raw material, adapting recipes, spending countless hours in the first prototype of one recipe, managing the brewery, planning an export, analysing all the financial and legal aspects, taking care of logistics, receiving the load at the ports, dealing with the transport of the goods, calculating the price, negotiating with clients a decent price in the quantities purchased, training the client’s staff when necessary, managing the stock, keeping the beers at a certain temperature, cleaning properly the glass…
…to, finally, the pouring of the beer in the glass and taking that awesome-refreshing-smooth-zen-heavenly sip in a Sorachi Ace after a day of work.
Its as simple as that. Its a whole world beautifully summed up on a glass half full of beer.