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I have recently found that I love working at Starbucks (not for Starbucks, at Starbucks). It provides just the right blend of background noise and eavesdroppable conversations without the distraction of having people I actually know to chat with (unlike either Mill location). Besides, though I try not to be, I'm wholly enamored with Starbucks' marketing, and I mostly love the music they play, especially this time of year.
Starbucks has a strange effect on me--and it's not at all bad, I tell you. Today, for example, I was happily editing away in one of the comfy overstuffed green velvet chairs by the windows, enjoying the scratchy, Christamasy jazz (yes, jazz), and generally thinking all was right with the world when, out of the corner of my ear, if I can say that, I heard one of the baristas say something about a customer getting "really angry." At that moment I took a deep breath in, savoring the cinnamony, chocolatey coffee smells, and thought dreamily to myself, "That's funny. I don't think I'll ever be really angry ever again" (that's right, two "evers"). I can hope, right?
*lol*
yes, renae, there is hope. ;)
renae - were you in omaha tonight for derek webb/sandra mccracken/andrew peterson show? i'm thinking i saw joie and brook there (i only know them from your pics).
Sarah, you are correct on all counts. I didn't make it to the show, but Brook and Joie did.
sorry you couldn't make it up. what's better than an night of outstanding music? an night of outstanding music with outstanding friends.
Oh how I get stuck in the starbucks trap, just like you, Renae. I try to be firm...seeing as I have been trained by the Coffee Man himself...but I succumb to the romantic notion of sitting in an over stuffed chair and sipping something warm.
shame shame! : )
from the mill barista
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