
I went to Starbuck's last night because I had some time between one thing and another and I was going to enjoy a really bad cup of coffee and sketch. The whole experience was bizarre. Not the me sketching part, but the Starbuck's part. The kid who waited on me was not the sharpest tool in their box and I think he may have had Terets because at one point he shouted (literally) "this register is f*ing retarded" and about ten feet away there was an employee meeting about ways to make their customer's experiences outstanding. I kid you not. I had a whole blog monolgue worked out in my brain last night that was pretty darn funny and can you believe it, I forgot it all today.
And yes, I know that is what I get for going to Starbuck's...