Yesterday at the Starbuck's drive through:
Gary: You're new, aren't you?
Gary: Wait, aren't you [female Barista]'s boyfriend?
Barista: Yeah, I am.
Gary: Well, welcome!
Like it's his own personal Starbucks.
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It seems that all the baristas at our local Starbucks are really into music and go to a lot of local clubs to hear it live. My hubby does sound for a couple clubs/bands, so he sees the baristas around quite often. He says they are usually quite a bit more "pierced" when they're away from work. Ahhhh, to be young, beautiful, and pierced. Alas, those days are gone for me.
Posted by: KC | March 19, 2007 at 10:08 AM
The baristas by work (Westport) are all evidently opera students. And yes, they are pretty peirced. I wonder if it's the same crowd.
Posted by: TheQueen | March 19, 2007 at 08:19 PM