Starbucks and Suffolk, VA
So I am sitting here at a Starbucks in Chesapeake. I have been sitting here for well over an hour. So far I've caught up on email, watched 24, checked how my FAST stock is doing, and a few other fantastic things. I've also watched a really substantial number of individuals purchase beverages. I have come to the conclusion that watching someone order something at Starbucks is like looking directly into their freakin soul. A person's Starbucks order seems to be an incredibly accurate picture of who they are as a person.
Example.... at a table near me are three young women. One of them is tall, overweight and generally unattractive in a sort of unfortunate way. One of them is short, morbidly obese and unattractive in a "holy shit put the fork down" sort of way. The third girl is a totally normal looking girl who probably gets hit on fairly regularly. She's wearing those silly little shorts that all the sorority girls in the world own that normally have shit written on the back that doesn't make any sense, but I won't hold that against her for the moment.
The tall girl ordered a semi-unhealthy beverage consisting of a lot of sugar, fat, and whipped cream. She looked a bit uneasy about ordering something unhealthy but decided to go ahead. Ironically, she ordered a tall. The regular healthy looking girl ordered a grande latte of some sort with no whipped cream. And the huge fat chic ordered essentially a venti heart attack with a side of diabetes. She ordered a venti frap with whipped creme and extra chocolate goo all over it, and a huge muffin that almost certainly weighs in at about 1/2 pound and over 1,000 calories. Now this wouldn't have disturbed me nearly as much if she hadn't finished the muffin before her coffee was served. I honestly am not sure if I could have eaten a muffin that fast, and I can put away some food.
I've been trying to guess people's drinks before they order for about 15 minutes now. I'm getting pretty good. You really are what you eat.
Having already had a decent amount of coffee today, I am drinking a venti iced green tea, unsweetened, with no water. I wonder if anyone else was playing the same game and guessed what I was going to order.
Anyway, now that we have discussed Starbucks, let's move on to a quick update about Suffolk. We are almost all the way unpacked I think. The office is still a mess, but the rest of the house is looking pretty good. I have been changing light fixtures to more trendy models for what feels like forever. I am now attempting to figure out how I'm going to make the fence and deck happen. We'll see.
The worst part has been utilities and such. We had to drive to BFE to get the water switched into our name. They didn't deliver our big city trash can for like a week. Direct TV took over a week to come out. There IS NO CABLE OUT HERE. That was a big shock. At least the ADT guy as good. He did a great job.
Verizon is the most evil company on Earth. They missed the first appointment. They didn't show up, and didn't call. Then it took like an hour on the phone to find someone who would answer after business hours. It took more calls in the morning to actually get someone to show up. Then he screwed up my alarm system and left a cable wrapped 3/4 of the way around my house. He says they will come bury it within three weeks. Awesome. We were under the impression that he would be setting up our DSL. Instead, he told us the modem will be sent to us via UPS and the service won't be turned on for like another ten fuckin days. This is why I am at Starbucks.
If you know someone who works for Verizon... punch them in the genitals for me.
Anyway, if you want anymore info about the ongoing saga of our relocation to Suffolk, I'll be happy to tell you many tales of humor as well as sorrow. Honestly, most the tales are really just stories about us having to spend a lot of money on stuff.
Please leave me comments about punching Verizon employees in the genitals. I will enjoy them.
(P.S. - The three girls I wrote about earlier just got up and left. I overheard the obese one complaining to the healthy looking girl. I missed what provoked this comment but I heard her say "That's because your legs are so long" to the healthy one. From my vantage point I can clearly tell that their hip joints are actually the same distance from the floor. This makes their legs the same length. The morbidly obese girl just can't see the upper portion of her legs because they are covered in years worth of Starbucks muffins. People's delusions about themselves make me laugh. I'm not exactly a skinny guy myself, but at least I have a firm grasp on reality.)
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Example.... at a table near me are three young women. One of them is tall, overweight and generally unattractive in a sort of unfortunate way. One of them is short, morbidly obese and unattractive in a "holy shit put the fork down" sort of way. The third girl is a totally normal looking girl who probably gets hit on fairly regularly. She's wearing those silly little shorts that all the sorority girls in the world own that normally have shit written on the back that doesn't make any sense, but I won't hold that against her for the moment.
The tall girl ordered a semi-unhealthy beverage consisting of a lot of sugar, fat, and whipped cream. She looked a bit uneasy about ordering something unhealthy but decided to go ahead. Ironically, she ordered a tall. The regular healthy looking girl ordered a grande latte of some sort with no whipped cream. And the huge fat chic ordered essentially a venti heart attack with a side of diabetes. She ordered a venti frap with whipped creme and extra chocolate goo all over it, and a huge muffin that almost certainly weighs in at about 1/2 pound and over 1,000 calories. Now this wouldn't have disturbed me nearly as much if she hadn't finished the muffin before her coffee was served. I honestly am not sure if I could have eaten a muffin that fast, and I can put away some food.
I've been trying to guess people's drinks before they order for about 15 minutes now. I'm getting pretty good. You really are what you eat.
Having already had a decent amount of coffee today, I am drinking a venti iced green tea, unsweetened, with no water. I wonder if anyone else was playing the same game and guessed what I was going to order.
Anyway, now that we have discussed Starbucks, let's move on to a quick update about Suffolk. We are almost all the way unpacked I think. The office is still a mess, but the rest of the house is looking pretty good. I have been changing light fixtures to more trendy models for what feels like forever. I am now attempting to figure out how I'm going to make the fence and deck happen. We'll see.
The worst part has been utilities and such. We had to drive to BFE to get the water switched into our name. They didn't deliver our big city trash can for like a week. Direct TV took over a week to come out. There IS NO CABLE OUT HERE. That was a big shock. At least the ADT guy as good. He did a great job.
Verizon is the most evil company on Earth. They missed the first appointment. They didn't show up, and didn't call. Then it took like an hour on the phone to find someone who would answer after business hours. It took more calls in the morning to actually get someone to show up. Then he screwed up my alarm system and left a cable wrapped 3/4 of the way around my house. He says they will come bury it within three weeks. Awesome. We were under the impression that he would be setting up our DSL. Instead, he told us the modem will be sent to us via UPS and the service won't be turned on for like another ten fuckin days. This is why I am at Starbucks.
If you know someone who works for Verizon... punch them in the genitals for me.
Anyway, if you want anymore info about the ongoing saga of our relocation to Suffolk, I'll be happy to tell you many tales of humor as well as sorrow. Honestly, most the tales are really just stories about us having to spend a lot of money on stuff.
Please leave me comments about punching Verizon employees in the genitals. I will enjoy them.
(P.S. - The three girls I wrote about earlier just got up and left. I overheard the obese one complaining to the healthy looking girl. I missed what provoked this comment but I heard her say "That's because your legs are so long" to the healthy one. From my vantage point I can clearly tell that their hip joints are actually the same distance from the floor. This makes their legs the same length. The morbidly obese girl just can't see the upper portion of her legs because they are covered in years worth of Starbucks muffins. People's delusions about themselves make me laugh. I'm not exactly a skinny guy myself, but at least I have a firm grasp on reality.)
That is all