What a difference a day makes
So I must have been trapped in Bizarro Starbucks World yesterday morning since today’s visit was almost like an old-school commercial or the intro to a 50’s tv show.
I walked in and smiled at the barista as usual and she smiled back as we exchanged that mutual recognition. I had my headphones up a little so I wasn’t really hearing anything until a very loud, “Quad Venti Vanilla Skim Latte!” cut right through my music. I turned off my tunes and looked at her and she said, “That’s you, right?” and I laughed and pointed at my mouth to indicate that I hadn’t even said anything. When I got in line, the cashier also smiled and asked how I was doing, and I was still a few customers away from being served at this point. As I got to her, I told her my drink and she started calling it and the barista replied, “It’s already up on the bar.” And I joked that I didn’t even have to say anything and my drink was ready before I got in line. She laughed and said “It’s not like you aren’t in here like clockwork. From now on you may as well just pick up your drink first, and then come over and pay for it.”
I just wish these women were working every morning when I needed coffee. I’ve never flirted with them, just chatted about whatever. The song giveaways, acknowledging that they’re working hard, thanking them for my coffee, etc. And maybe I just have that kind of face. I seem to easily become a “regular” in many places, to the point where I can be gone for months and someone always asks where I’ve been.
I’ve completely lost my train of thought now, Brenda and I went to Starbucks and while we were outside they called a fire emergency. Those are always so much fun in cold weather! But at least Brenda said that I look thinner and my face is glowing. I’m not sure why it might be and no, it isn’t for that reason.