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Making your latte, working with the motto "just say yes," dealing with the hobos, the clueless, the regulars, and amazing(ly dumb) customers. I'm your starbucks barista.



Aug 16
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So since I’m leaving the country in less than two weeks (I’m so excited, yalll!!!) I’ve been cleaning and organizing all of my stuff.  This has proven itself to be reaall difficult to do because I have a ridiculous amount of stuff which must be either stored in one box or packed.  As I was sorting dirty clothes this morning, I realized that the majority of my whites/lights are work clothes, and since I only have 6 more starbucks shifts left, they could be thrown out.  I mean I could keep them, but my white button ups and khakis don’t really fit my style.  Maybe next season the collar and khaki look will be all the rage, but my clothes are too stained with chai to ever be seen on the sartorialist.  sooo as much as it hurts me, stained white button ups and khakis: PEACE OUT; you’re going straight to the trash chute.
 (I’d also like to mention that I wrote an email to Chelsea Handler talking about a dream I had that involved her.  Very shortly after that I got an email saying “You sound like a real hot mess.” and a visitor of my site from L.A.  coincidence? I THINK NOT.)

So since I’m leaving the country in less than two weeks (I’m so excited, yalll!!!) I’ve been cleaning and organizing all of my stuff. This has proven itself to be reaall difficult to do because I have a ridiculous amount of stuff which must be either stored in one box or packed. As I was sorting dirty clothes this morning, I realized that the majority of my whites/lights are work clothes, and since I only have 6 more starbucks shifts left, they could be thrown out. I mean I could keep them, but my white button ups and khakis don’t really fit my style. Maybe next season the collar and khaki look will be all the rage, but my clothes are too stained with chai to ever be seen on the sartorialist. sooo as much as it hurts me, stained white button ups and khakis: PEACE OUT; you’re going straight to the trash chute.

(I’d also like to mention that I wrote an email to Chelsea Handler talking about a dream I had that involved her. Very shortly after that I got an email saying “You sound like a real hot mess.” and a visitor of my site from L.A. coincidence? I THINK NOT.)

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