ACT ONE
I am in Raley’s, desperately trying to get a coffee and some cash before heading out to meet Gina for a craft fair. The woman in front of me is purchasing a latte and trying to get $100 cash back using her ATM card. She gets to the part when she enters her PIN and it doesn’t work. The woman explains to the barista that she sometimes forgets her PIN and then proceeds to try A BILLION more PINs before finally finding success. I was clearly agitated by the time I got to the register, and the barista apologized for it taking so long. I wasn’t annoyed (okay, I was, but not that much) by the time, but by the fact that all I could think of was THIS WOMAN IS STEALING SOMEONE’S IDENTITY AND NO ONE IS STOPPING HER! I thought about it all day, and wondered if someone was missing her $100.
ACT TWO
I order a plain coffee on the way to work. I ask for some fresh milk in it, because I can TELL the milk has been sitting out for approximately 15 years. Instead of putting in cold milk from behind the counter, the barista GRABS THE OLD MILK and pours it in irritatedly.
Instead of asking for a new drink, I throw it out, not wanting to annoy the barista or die of food poisioning. Sad face.
ACT THREE
I saw New Moon last night, which was a fun yet very cheesy film. I loved it because of just how silly and girly and full of teen romance it was. I also loved it because of Jacob. Ohhhh, my. Those abs! That tattoo! Once he got the haircut, I was swooning. Until I started to feel TERRIBLE about finding a 17-year-old actor attractive. I was overwhelmed with guilt, sure that someone was going to accuse me of being a creepy old 26-year-old staring at a 17-year-old’s abs.
Sigh. Sometimes, I need to calm down with the cray cray.
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I’m totally with you on Jacob!! Love the kid, and love the abs. Don’t feel guilty, feel proud of Taylor Swift and the gene pool! lol
And for what it’s worth, if the coffee shop is busy they’ll have to change the milk out 4+ times a day just from how fast it gets used up =) You should be safe!
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By Kyla Roma on 11.24.09 2:00 pm | Permalink
Seriously… He’s a hottie. I feel creepy thinking about it too.
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By Chelsea on 11.24.09 2:45 pm | Permalink
See, you call it cray cray, I call it Completely Justified Anger That Totally Warrants Someone Getting Shanked.
Same diff.
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By LiLu on 11.24.09 3:27 pm | Permalink
That barista should be SHOT.
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By Manda on 11.24.09 3:33 pm | Permalink
It’s better than being a creepy thirty-year-old who is super annoyed that no one else wants to go gawk at a 17-year-old’s abs with her. I’m just saying.
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By maggie on 11.24.09 3:41 pm | Permalink
If you enter a wrong pin 3 times here your card will get blocked and you have to go to the bank. That would solve both the issue of waiting and theft!
Speaking of bad experiences, I was at the supermarket the other day and was waiting AGES for the incompetent checkout operator to do a soda stream swap. The customer was the only person who bothered to turn around and apologise, even though she was clearly as fed up as the rest of us and it wasn’t her fault. In the meantime there are queues everywhere and this checkout operator comes down and stands around looking at the queues. WHILE EATING. And then proceeds to give a sample of her food to the first incompetent fool who STILL hasn’t worked out wtf to do with the damn soda stream. Just another day at the supermarket unfortunately, that was the last straw, I came home and emailed a huge rant to the managers cos I’m so sick of it.
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By Nicola on 11.24.09 10:18 pm | Permalink
Yeah, I’m 29 and VERY MOST DEFINITELY COMPLETELY entering into my sexual prime. Those high school boys pumping iron at the gym? Yummy. The cute 17 year old bagger at the grocery store? HELLO! The Mormon missionaries who knocked on my door several weeks ago? Could’ve clawed their faces off with my cougar claws.
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By Stevie on 11.24.09 11:43 pm | Permalink
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