- - Friday, February 20, 2004 Where everyone knows your name I ask you this, what would I do without Starbucks? Now, if it was a mere good cup of joe I was refering to, then you've misunderstood my meaning. Let me give the run down. Today was a rough day...to put it tamely. I worked a double shift, worked so much I only had a 10 min lunch break, all the while anixously waiting to get home to work on projects that are nearly all "last minute, fly by the seat of your lace panties" projects. Just couldn't seem to do anything right today. In the midst of all the negitive, I was in desperate need to find a silver lining. Hell, I would have settled for a lighter shade of black, just as long as I could keep my head on straight. A friend of mine called, wanted to use my computer, and go out to our Starbucks. I agreed, even though I wasn't in the best mood, and all I wanted to do was bury my head in a pillow and cry. She came over, we chatted, laughed a bit (trying not to let my bad day pass on to the masses), and headed to get a drink. I think I've learned my lesson about driving a motor vehicle when I'm upset, even slightly. I get really nervous and shaky, especially if I'm trying to hide it. It just so happened that all our favorites where working this afternoon, Quinn, Nate, and *sigh* Ednil where bustling away at slapping out orders...we must have hit the tail end of the coffee traffic. Quinn gets a big smile as he sees us walking up the sidewalk, and greets us with the usual "Hey there Trouble #1 and #2". All I wanted was some sweet caffeine to take me away, so I was starting to feel a bit lighter. "Uh, sorry, we're fresh out of coffee..." Ednil says as he makes a fresh pot. "That's so not cool, dude..." I told him, by this time fighting a big stupid smile on my face. I got my coffee and sat down, and quickly discovered that my frappaccino had a smiley face made of caramel on the top. My mood must have been a tell-tale sign because Quinn stepped out from behind the counter. "What's up, ladies?" "Everything but the tulips on my grave, Quinn" "Whoa, bad day?" "Like you wouldn't believe.." He felt pretty bad, transforming into sympathy mode, and reassured me that he's had his share of days like that. "Do you need a hug?" he asked, totally sheepish. I was floored, and declared "Could I?" Ednil was peeking from over the cappaccino machine, probably wondering what the hell was goin' on. I told Quinn the caramel smilely made my day, even though it appeared that the smilely had a stigmatisim in one eye. It was the simplest of gestures, but for some odd reason, totally took some massive frustration away. Someone cares. Just knowing that you can come, take a chill pill, and have some awesome company. It's not so much about the coffee, it's about the comfy chairs, the dorks working behind the counters, and the peaceful view of the Port of Sacramento outside the large back window. It just feels ok...even for a little while. Uh, my head hurts, I haven't eaten all day. I would so take my car and drive out of town right now, but my tank is only half full....my brain is only half full.

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