“Get rhythm, when you get the blue, c’mon get rhythm when you get the blues…” The sounds of Johnny Cash float through the air, the intoxicating scent of dark roasted coffee two step up my nose, people in Prince George speak Italian, ‘I ASKED FOR A GRANDE!’ And I’m starting to think that I am spending too much time in Starbucks.
Last night, courtesy of Starbucks, I very amusedly watched a first date. It was horrifying. The first year College / University boy trying to wit his date into submission was wearing a green shirt that stated in huge block letters I’m a Keeper. He was one of those very animated first years who kept bouncing around in his chair and drew lots of attention to himself. I had to keep my eyes fixed on my computer screen because I just about burst into hysterical laughter. Happily, for him, the antics seemed to be paying off and his date seemed to be having a good time… I just wonder how long before he’ll wear off on her.
Past two days have been long, making up for the very lax schedule I’ve had for the past few weeks. Thursday was 13 hours and today was 10.5. Happily tomorrow is only about 4 or 5 but it starts at 6 and I forgot / can’t find my toque so I actually have to get up and have a shower and deal with my hair.
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