So working at starbucks makes your life so much more interesting...for instance there is a guy (he's really tall and oober skinny with black hair and pale skin and a mustache that seems like he cuts it in the dark with a chainsaw or something...) and he orders a green tea latte blah blah blah always has the biggest smile on his face at around 5 or so in the morning...very unusual and a bit disturbing. He is very awkward when he tries to have a conversation with you like maybe he was a geek in highschool and never developed his social skills or something?
Anyways I was having a nightmare (I think...?) and it happened to be about this green tea latte guy and it went a little like this...
all of the baristas were behind the counter and he walked in with the mean look on his face and pulled out a really big gun (sorry I have no clue what kind it was it was just really big...). He started shooting at us and was yelling at the top of his lungs that we forgot his whipped cream yesterday. And then I woke up in a panic and was somewhat hesitant about going to work.
Although it was just a nightmare I was really nice to him today and I remembered his whipped cream...
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