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ITS A STRANGE TUESDAY!
i cant remember it ever happening. i went to the starbucks across the street and there was a guy with lots of hair ordering his coffee. there was a girl behind him and i got in line behind her. i was thinking to myself “if ever find a $20 in the road as i cross the street, im buying coffee for the whole house.” well the woman in front of me ordered her coffee and as the barista who is known as “the mistress of caffeine” was getting woman in front of me’s coffee ready she asked me if i wanted tall or grande. i was torn and got grande (i was having pms. pre mocha syndrome) anyway, she woman in front of me said, “I’ll get his too” as the queen of caffeine was ringing woman in front of me’s coffee up. i cant remember women i did not know buying me coffee. ever! even when i would beg them too! I told her i owed her coffee, but i cant remember her name. I couldn’t even tell you what she looked like. is she stalking me and should i be in fear for my life? is this random act of kindness a sing of end times? will she be there waiting for me to by her a latte? is she secretly watching me as i blog? was she sent by my wife? was she sent by my lawyer? wait i dont even have a lawyer!! will lassie ever get timmy out of that well? will we find out on our next episode of as the blog blogs!?!?!! who knows.
i cant remember it ever happening. i went to the starbucks across the street and there was a guy with lots of hair ordering his coffee. there was a girl behind him and i got in line behind her. i was thinking to myself “if ever find a $20 in the road as i cross the street, im buying coffee for the whole house.” well the woman in front of me ordered her coffee and as the barista who is known as “the mistress of caffeine” was getting woman in front of me’s coffee ready she asked me if i wanted tall or grande. i was torn and got grande (i was having pms. pre mocha syndrome) anyway, she woman in front of me said, “I’ll get his too” as the queen of caffeine was ringing woman in front of me’s coffee up. i cant remember women i did not know buying me coffee. ever! even when i would beg them too! I told her i owed her coffee, but i cant remember her name. I couldn’t even tell you what she looked like. is she stalking me and should i be in fear for my life? is this random act of kindness a sing of end times? will she be there waiting for me to by her a latte? is she secretly watching me as i blog? was she sent by my wife? was she sent by my lawyer? wait i dont even have a lawyer!! will lassie ever get timmy out of that well? will we find out on our next episode of as the blog blogs!?!?!! who knows.