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no_one18346

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Universal City, Texas

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Jul 24, 2008

So, I've officially been given a clean bill of health!!!!! A few years ago I was diagnosed with skin cancer. I was given a biopsy of a cancerous cell that was benine, thank God, and have been worried ever since. Yesterday, I was due for a check up to see that everything was stable with the cancer and that it hadn't spread. Turns out, the cell that they were concerned with has disappeared!! My cancer is gone! There are a few parts on my body that the doctor said she was concerned with, but none of them look dangerous yet. It's like a deep breath of cancer-free air. I'm due back in a year for a follow up. No more worries for me. Now I can go to work with a real smile instead of a Stepford one.

SPEAKING OF WORK.... bitch got arrested today! An older man, who looked like Jack Nicholson from far away, was arrested for trying to bring a loaded (repeat: LOADED) firearm through security in his carry on bag. UMMMMMMMMM. He said that he had forgotten that it was in there and that he had brought it back from his father's funeral (why on earth would you need a gun at a funeral?). I will say however that I would have loved to have seen the TSA officer's face when the bag came through the X-RAY machine. "Umm... bag check? Lane one?" Angie, a regular in my store (iced venti quad nonfat two splenda latte), said that she had seen the X-RAY while she was on lunch. Her reaction "Nope, I'm still on lunch. No way I'm getting involved with that fucking paperwork." God I love her. We at Starbucks keep our TSA officers close to us. We hear about all the gossip at the airport.

Driving home today I thought about how we mark on the cups for drinks, and how we know what to make from a few letters or symbols. I often times think about the maturation of linguistics and how they will evolve and many of our languages on earth will become extinct. It's fascinating to me. I love trying to wrap my head around how sounds have meaning and how scribbles on paper send messages and instructions to our brain. It's interesting. ::nerd::. I'm curious as to what we have in store for our next great language. What will take the place of English? God I'm glad I'm a foreign language minor.

No, I'm not drinking.... I just have lots of thoughts that I wanted to get down before I forgot them all tomorrow.

Goodnight.
So, I've officially been given a clean bill of health!!!!! A fewyears ago I was diagnosed with skin cancer. I was given a biopsy ofa cancerous cell that was benine, thank God, and have been worriedever since. Yesterday, I was due for a check up to see thateverything was stable with the cancer and that it hadn't spread.Turns out, the cell that they were concerned with has disappeared!!My cancer is gone! There are a few parts on my body that the doctorsaid she was concerned with, but none of them look dangerous yet.It's like a deep breath of cancer-free air. I'm due back in a yearfor a follow up. No more worries for me. Now I can go to work witha real smile instead of a Stepford one.

SPEAKING OF WORK.... bitch got arrested today! An older man, wholooked like Jack Nicholson from far away, was arrested for tryingto bring a loaded (repeat: LOADED) firearm through security in hiscarry on bag. UMMMMMMMMM. He said that he had forgotten that it wasin there and that he had brought it back from his father's funeral(why on earth would you need a gun at a funeral?). I will sayhowever that I would have loved to have seen the TSA officer's facewhen the bag came through the X-RAY machine. "Umm... bag check?Lane one?" Angie, a regular in my store (iced venti quad nonfat twosplenda latte), said that she had seen the X-RAY while she was onlunch. Her reaction "Nope, I'm still on lunch. No way I'm gettinginvolved with that fucking paperwork." God I love her. We atStarbucks keep our TSA officers close to us. We hear about all thegossip at the airport.

Driving home today I thought about how we mark on the cups fordrinks, and how we know what to make from a few letters or symbols.I often times think about the maturation of linguistics and howthey will evolve and many of our languages on earth will becomeextinct. It's fascinating to me. I love trying to wrap my headaround how sounds have meaning and how scribbles on paper sendmessages and instructions to our brain. It's interesting. ::nerd::.I'm curious as to what we have in store for our next greatlanguage. What will take the place of English? God I'm glad I'm aforeign language minor.

No, I'm not drinking.... I just have lots of thoughts that I wantedto get down before I forgot them all tomorrow.

Goodnight.

Observations from a Barista at 2:00 in the morning

Jul 10, 2008

These are just some observations that I've made over the last few years X-posted from another journal. These are the best of the best, in my opinion. I think everyone can connect with at least some of these on some level.

On to the list.



Gold doesn't always glisten.

Improvisational stories about penguins, Pringles and post it notes will always bring smiles to peoples' faces... as will alliteration

Paranoia, like daytime soap operas and rhinestones on already tacky tennis shoes, is often unnecessary

Textbooks are expensive and are truly just giant coloring books.

Notebooks are often essential, regardless of their content

Taking showers in the dark is worth the risk of tripping over the rug. They're that perfect.

Dreaming something wonderful and then waking up to find yourself on a couch in pools of your own sweat sucks. An explanation is neither given nor warranted. We've all had that feeling.

Running in the rain to escape the inevidable is a cursed blessing. You get to run and work off that anger but eventually, it'll just be back. Keep praying for rain. Keep running.

Moving 200lb. desks down a flight of stairs in the rain is fun, really! Oh wait. I got the word "fun" mixed up with the phrase "incredibly painful." How could I have been so naiive?

Yield signs were put in the ground by God for a reason. You should respect God and His wishes and PAY ATTENTION TO THE GODDAMN YIELD SIGN!!! YIELD MOTHER FUCKER! I OWN YOU!!!!

Speaking of driving, the turn signal is used for more than just turning believe it or not. When you would like to change lanes going 75 miles an hour, less than two feet away from my front bumper, please have the courtesy to put on your signal to let me know that you are going to cut me off. Let's have a bit of niceties on the road, shall we?

Respect is lost a lot easier than it is gained back. Keep this in mind.

Waiters, grocers, secretaries, people that work the cash registers at Target and other hourly paid employees deserve the same respect that you give your insurance agent, pastor, mother, car salesman, or pimp. Chances are, they've worked a lot harder than you have today and don't need to deal with bitchy customers. Wait patiently for your turn, ask for what you'd like politely, wait for it to be delivered and then move on with your life. A tip doesn't hurt either.

It's really sad if you have a mini freakout when you can't find the remote when the TV is less than three feet away... sad sad sad

Apathy is only a temporary self exclusion from the world around you.
These are just some observations that I've made over the last fewyears X-posted from another journal. These are the best of thebest, in my opinion. I think everyone can connect with at leastsome of these on some level.

On to the list.



Gold doesn't always glisten.

Improvisational stories about penguins, Pringles and post it noteswill always bring smiles to peoples' faces... as willalliteration

Paranoia, like daytime soap operas and rhinestones on already tackytennis shoes, is often unnecessary

Textbooks are expensive and are truly just giant coloringbooks.

Notebooks are often essential, regardless of their content

Taking showers in the dark is worth the risk of tripping over therug. They're that perfect.

Dreaming something wonderful and then waking up to find yourself ona couch in pools of your own sweat sucks. An explanation is neithergiven nor warranted. We've all had that feeling.

Running in the rain to escape the inevidable is a cursed blessing.You get to run and work off that anger but eventually, it'll justbe back. Keep praying for rain. Keep running.

Moving 200lb. desks down a flight of stairs in the rain is fun,really! Oh wait. I got the word "fun" mixed up with the phrase"incredibly painful." How could I have been so naiive?

Yield signs were put in the ground by God for a reason. You shouldrespect God and His wishes and PAY ATTENTION TO THE GODDAMN YIELDSIGN!!! YIELD MOTHER FUCKER! I OWN YOU!!!!

Speaking of driving, the turn signal is used for more than justturning believe it or not. When you would like to change lanesgoing 75 miles an hour, less than two feet away from my frontbumper, please have the courtesy to put on your signal to let meknow that you are going to cut me off. Let's have a bit of nicetieson the road, shall we?

Respect is lost a lot easier than it is gained back. Keep this inmind.

Waiters, grocers, secretaries, people that work the cash registersat Target and other hourly paid employees deserve the same respectthat you give your insurance agent, pastor, mother, car salesman,or pimp. Chances are, they've worked a lot harder than you havetoday and don't need to deal with bitchy customers. Wait patientlyfor your turn, ask for what you'd like politely, wait for it to bedelivered and then move on with your life. A tip doesn't hurteither.

It's really sad if you have a mini freakout when you can't find theremote when the TV is less than three feet away... sad sadsad

Apathy is only a temporary self exclusion from the world aroundyou.
Observations from a Barista at 2:00 in the morning