decaf giraffes Che Guevara bears on the high way
So I would say that this epic summer is well on its way.
Work has me down for almost 50 hours. That is too much for a job like starbucks.
Today I did a 6 hour shift at the mall and daniel webster. When this girl Shannon and I work together it is just this huge disaster because she gets really crazy and I pretty much egg her on/play along with her plots. literarily. She’s originally from the Kendal Sq Starbucks so we automatically have that Boston Barista bond... sounds stupid, but you really can tell the difference. Anyways, today this asshole came in and he was talking on his phone not acknowledging us at all and Shannon is just like, "HI! How are you sir!? Good! I’m great! Really? Yea my weekend was good too! Do you have any plans for the fourth of july?" and at that point we were laughing so hysterically that she had to leave the floor and I had to pull it together enough to handle the line. Later we decided that we need to make a burn book of customers and to stage plots on all of them. We also have a new code word everyday- which indicates the person on bar to make the drink decaf if the customer is a total asshole. Today it was "zebra". Needless to say cell phone man got a Zebra caramel latte.
So a few minutes ago when I got home I went to change and Umbrella was on the radio. As I pulled out a shirt the giraffe that fabi whittled me on the camping trip fell out of my folded clothes. Directly after that song they played sexy back. No joke. If that isn't enough, the smell of Fierce that wafted out from Abercrombie as I walked by today was enough to bring a tear to my eye. Holy crap, I miss that German so much. Sometimes it’s just crazy to think about all the boundaries and distance and obstacles that physically separate us, as humans and all. heavy.
I watched Motorcycle Diaries the other day. I want to learn more about Che Guevara. interesting.
In other news, on the way home Sunday casey and I were on the highway and I saw something up ahead, something black rise out from the woods. As we got closer I realized it was a bear. At this point... I was just like... "dont you even fucking think about it bear..." and of course he went to cross the road. If anyone were behind be its safe to say that my car would have been severely rear-ended or totaled completely because I had to slam on my breaks. It didn’t take its time though, it was hauling ass, especially when Casey so intelligently suggested I lay on the horn. he he, oh NH wildlife.
Work has me down for almost 50 hours. That is too much for a job like starbucks.
Today I did a 6 hour shift at the mall and daniel webster. When this girl Shannon and I work together it is just this huge disaster because she gets really crazy and I pretty much egg her on/play along with her plots. literarily. She’s originally from the Kendal Sq Starbucks so we automatically have that Boston Barista bond... sounds stupid, but you really can tell the difference. Anyways, today this asshole came in and he was talking on his phone not acknowledging us at all and Shannon is just like, "HI! How are you sir!? Good! I’m great! Really? Yea my weekend was good too! Do you have any plans for the fourth of july?" and at that point we were laughing so hysterically that she had to leave the floor and I had to pull it together enough to handle the line. Later we decided that we need to make a burn book of customers and to stage plots on all of them. We also have a new code word everyday- which indicates the person on bar to make the drink decaf if the customer is a total asshole. Today it was "zebra". Needless to say cell phone man got a Zebra caramel latte.
So a few minutes ago when I got home I went to change and Umbrella was on the radio. As I pulled out a shirt the giraffe that fabi whittled me on the camping trip fell out of my folded clothes. Directly after that song they played sexy back. No joke. If that isn't enough, the smell of Fierce that wafted out from Abercrombie as I walked by today was enough to bring a tear to my eye. Holy crap, I miss that German so much. Sometimes it’s just crazy to think about all the boundaries and distance and obstacles that physically separate us, as humans and all. heavy.
I watched Motorcycle Diaries the other day. I want to learn more about Che Guevara. interesting.
In other news, on the way home Sunday casey and I were on the highway and I saw something up ahead, something black rise out from the woods. As we got closer I realized it was a bear. At this point... I was just like... "dont you even fucking think about it bear..." and of course he went to cross the road. If anyone were behind be its safe to say that my car would have been severely rear-ended or totaled completely because I had to slam on my breaks. It didn’t take its time though, it was hauling ass, especially when Casey so intelligently suggested I lay on the horn. he he, oh NH wildlife.