and rudeness.: Would you still work?

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and about rudeness.

and rudeness
of the week.

fastlane rudeness.

You know when your schedule is so busy you dont even have time to stop and think? And you cant even remember what day it is? But all you know is you have to be somewhere NOW and you have to go to the store NOW and you have to drop off something NOW and you have to GO NOW AND DO NOW AND BE NOW! And OMG! I am in the fastlane, been stuck here for 3 days and I dont think I'm getting out for a couple more days.

and rudeness.

and old rudeness.

and find rudeness.

Would you still work?

I am sure we all have those wonderful daydreams with our spouses, significant others or with ourselves about what it would be like to win the lottery.

I envision great things I would do like pay off all my parents and siblings debts, buy new cars, and build some massive, yet efficient, house that I drew up the blueprints for.

But of all the grand things that I would want to do and all the necessary things like college funds and retirement funds and giving to charity...

I would work at Starbucks.

Starbucks was and continues to be my best job ever. I was only a barista for a year but I had a great time. There is something about being needed so badly by the customer that walks in caffeine deprived to make a girl feel special.

This was a job I didn't mind getting up at 4:45am to be there by 5:15am. And damn, I didn't know there was a 4:45am before this job. But I knew when I walked through those doors I would get. coffee. And tons of it. Hell yeah!

And the training for learning the pastries? Try it. Try them all so you can explain to your customers what scones goes best with their cup of "get me through the day."

There wasn't an air of corporate or big brother. It was the little coffee shop on the corner where people came to relax and share stories. Oh, the stories one will tell over coffee.

So if I won the lottery, hell yeah I would still work. And it would be at Starbucks.

Posted by and rudeness on Sunday, August 27, 2006 at 1:27 PM
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I wouldn't work, but I'd come in every morning and make funny faces at you from the comfort of my cushy chair while you served coffee! Would you give me a free Caramel Macciato if I promise not to stir it?
Posted by MandaCakes	\|	August 28, 2006 1:31 PM