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[chefkristen]

ok, so the other day i was sitting at vinakas, minding my own business, when this lady came up to me and mumbles something. i looked up, and said ,"what?", to see if she was talking to me, and she was like, "oh, i'm just trying to reassure myself..." so then, she comes over, and starts telling me about all of her problems, and how she's in this

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[shrewdest]

that sounds sucky-ish. YOU ARE NOT WRONG.
You are also not white trash, as I realize I practicaly am, after living in Indiana.

[madash]

Working in coffee shops (especially slow ones like Coffee Bean got) gets you some keepers like this lady. It's like they think that since you know what horribly complicated, personalized drink they want, you're privy to some deeply personal secret of theirs and should hear the rest of them.

'hi, can I get my usual?'
uh...
'an iced mocha latte, no whipped cream?'
sure.
'but better make it decaf'
ok. *starts drink*
'yeah. the caffeine. can't have it.' *follows me to bar*
oh. k.
'doctor said the caffeine would mess with my bladder condition.'
OH. K.
'ill bet i got the infection from drinking SO MUCH COFFEE in the first place!'
haha. yes. go home.

Also, I hate when people brag about their softcore substance abuse. That's all.