Contrary to popular opinion, it does not rain all the time in Seattle. But it's raining now. Hard (which it doesn't usually do) and I've been standing at my floor-to-ceiling living room window with all the lights out, watching it pour down on the city ( Read more... )

So, I met Draco Malfoy again today. He walked into my cafe and ordered a cappuccino. I didn't recognize him at first. At all. He seemed familiar, but I had no idea until he made a reference to The Leaky Cauldron and then we chatted more. He figured out who I was before I figured out who he was. Damn name tag. Anyway, I left poor Matt to run the ( Read more... )

It was a fine day, until Owen called in the middle of the lunch rush claiming that I still had thus and such pan and would I please give it BACK. It's only been ELEVEN MONTHS. I've only MOVED since then. Stupid bastard. Why the fuck would I still have his pan? I don't COOK. And even if I did, it's been ELEVEN MONTHS. Basically, I told him to bugger ( Read more... )

Even though I worked the weekend, Mondays are still Mondays. Today, though, I had the great satisfaction of shocking a very rude customer into silence. The bitch was berating me because she was given a blueberry scone instead of a raisin one and despite reassurances that a raisin scone would be brought to her straightaway, she continued yelling and ( Read more... )

I worked most of this weekend. Such is the life of a cafe owner in the touristy area of the city. I don't have to work every weekend, but I'm a softy at heart and I let my employees lay on the puppy dog eyes at least 2 weekends a month. It's not like I've anything better to do ( Read more... )

I've no idea why I started this journal. None at all. It was just... a whim. But maybe I'l record my thoughts here. Hermione might read it, if nobody else will.