well there was a lot of traffic. damn cypress. why are you so far away. so its not really that far away but 2 freeways get tin the way of me getting to school. the 5 and the 9uno. gay. so i get to school, print out my paper and o to class. get to class and watch cirque de soli. woopty doo. but i must say there was this really cool part. and it was really cool. and yesss.after my last history 171 class in my life, i went to albertacos.mmmmmm. after i went home. found the madre at home. awkward.went to the store to fetch some groceries for her. came back then headed for the good old little thing of starbucks. store number 9866 is interesting. these past couple of days are probably the most interesting ones i have had in my life. so i was on drive thru. my luck, drilling and pounding and really looud noises are going on in the background. you know what that means?
poor starbucks loyals order their drinks...buttt sara the barrriiistaaa cant hear them. i felt really bad. then an interesting guy came up. he ordered a venti pm [peppermint moch for you non starbucks folk] and he pulled up to pay.
"4.20 please"
*guy shakes his head no*
"um yeah"
*he hands me the money and drops a tip in out tip jar* "arent you gonna sing?"
*in my mind i say 'fck no are we fuckin coldstones? i didnt get hired to sing!* i say "no" in a nice manner
"come on. how about a kiss"
*shake my head no*
before this fuckin guy drove off, he blew me a kiss. no. no no. people should not be allowed to do that.anyways. worked with heiiirrry! and sarah. it was fun i guess. kinda weird cause heiry isnt a big fan of sarah. and heiry broke the news that she would be leaving.....noooo!!!!! i looove heiry. turns out she wasnt cause the store by her house wasnt hiring. i jumped for joy. leaped. then ceaser came in. hes a usual. he is like a brinks money car driver. mexican. pretty good looking. heiry loves him. sarah and heiry went crazy when he walked in. their funny. me and ceaser. bffs for sure. his drink. venti carmel frappucino. hahaha. then nothing else. went to class. wrote an in class esaay.
this is my infamous english teacher.
went home and this was my plan.
-take a shower
-go to sleep.
nope the woo family decides to have a birthday party in the middle of the week. greeeat. so we go to anacrime. near ho-sary. and we feaast. happy birfdizzle to the cousin. big 1-7. haha. then i begged my mom to leave early cause i had to open the next day. early to my mom is 9....30. i had to wake up at 330. so we get home around 10. go to sleep right away. that was my thursssday.
today began un-normally. starbucks coffe copany is psycho. no i take that back. starbucks CUSTOMERS are crazy why do you need coffee at 5 am. no beter yet why do you need coffee. nasty little beans they are. well we literally recieved a mountain of pastries this morning. it took me a good long ass time to put the case together. the customers freakin took at the food like hyenas. everything was gone or on its second round by 930. thats still early. mountain of pastries. damn food. anyways. played the"woooooo its happy friday!" game. not fun. one thing about the morning shift is that you get lots of interesting people. one in particular made my day. he comes in often and he has like a hemp rasta wallet. middle aged man id say 43-47.comes in orders his damn coffee and a pastry. we start conversatino. apparently last night he went to some radio stations concert that had a lot of guitar music or something. whatever. and ashley [the person i opened with] was on her break standing behing him. so she got into the conversation. this is what happened. he was like
"at least at reggae concerts it doesnt hurt your ears as much. its loud but its mostly bass. the guitars are just high at these concerts"
ok normal right. he starts walking away
"but at reggae concerts you REALLY get high."
omfuckin'g. wow. we started bustin up laughing. highlight of my day hands down. it was amazing.
new bff. becky.she really cool down to earth. and always at the beach! she my new bff. ashley is obsessed with santa clause. concluded that all the barista openers today are afraid of the dark. [myself included] came home.
and now i sit with nothing
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