Of the Drive-Through and Other Such Things...

Here are some of the things I heard in the drive-through this week:

Me: "How's it goin today?"

Customer (Huffily): "Fine. That's the THIRD time I've been asked that just in this drive-through."

Me: "Oh that's cause Liza talked to you on the headset, not me."

Customer: "NO! You asked me too when I first pulled up."

Me: "Oh, I'm sorry maam I didn't hear your response the first time."

What kind of culture do we live in where a woman is pissed cause she's asked how she is???

Me: "That will be $4.24 and you'll see Liza at the window."

Me: "Oh sorry, I'm not Liza, she got busy, I'm Christine."

Customer: "What's the difference?"

For the love.

Another time, a man tasted his drink, demanded his money back, handed me his cup and drove away.

I also got asked for ketchup. AT STARBUCKS. Go to McDonalds Douche-bag.

Why is our culture so fast paced and fat? So self absorbed, impersonal and lazy that they can't even get out of their car to come buy a cup of coffee? Why do they treat the people serving them as if they are less of a person? I was asked for an essay question to write about what I would change about American society...after trying to write it I decided I should probably move to another country. There are so many things that we could potentially love about America, like freedom, wealth, prosperity, health, and then you experience an American...yes, I'm being racist against my own race right now. Grow up people! Stop caring about your stupid, fat, selves, turn off your tv, get off facebook and go do something for someone who is less fortunate than you are.

One morning I had three different people come through the drive through and pay for the car behind them. All in one day! And it was the greatest day ever. People are powerful, you have the power to hurt and to heal, and if we all just took our eyes off ourselves for a second the world would be a nicer place to live.

Of the Moon...Or Lack Thereof...

Today I woke up at two. In the afternoon. If you know me at all you know that I am a hardcore morning person. Even on my days off. I hate the feeling of my day being wasted by sleeping through it. So you can imagine my horror when I awoke to the realization that I had slept my day away and that I had to be at work in two hours. I had beautiful plans for the day too. I was gonna work out, go to the grocery store, and get ahead on my homework. Instead, I had cold oatmeal and nutella on crackers since that is pretty much the extent of what's left in my kitchen. Healthy.

I don't feel as badly about sleeping in though, because last night was a great night and I wouldn't have missed it for the world. For one thing, after work I had a date with the one and only Jordan Brown, who is one of the coolest girls I've ever met. We went to this coffee shop called Jives that is open until 12ish but that's only if the owner feels like closing. Sometimes he's too busy jamming on his electric to notice the time. His coffee is better than anything I've ever experienced. He has ten kids, most of whom work for him. Dang, if my dad owned a shop like that I'd work there too. He has this really awesome espresso machine that is part manual and part automatic. And it's blue. Which I love. I was ashamed that all I had to do was push a button to pull a shot in my workplace.

It was open mic night, but I didn't quite have the guts to get up and play. Plus I was with Jordan, and I didn't want to put our date on hold while I went and performed.

The second thing that was great about last night was that the night itself was beautiful. The night sky in CO is kind of a blue green color, and last night was cloudy, so it added this grey tint that made the world look smokey and mysterious. It smelled like wet dirt...which may have actually been my soap mixed with coffee grounds, but for the sake of the mood we'll say it was wet earth.

There is something magical about the middle of the night. A loneliness and stillness that is yours and yours alone. I drove home on the freeway at forty-five miles per hour simply because I could. Mine was the only car on the road. Neko Case was in my CD player and I kept playing song number nine over and over again. There is a line there that says "don't let this fading summer pass you by" and I kept mulling it over. So often I don't care to enjoy things. My friend Chad says that human beings have a hard time just being.

I think Chad is right, just be. Stay up super late sometime just so you can see what the sky looks like. God put Adam and Eve on earth not so they could do great things for society, or have an awesome destiny, He just put them there to be. So they could enjoy what He made. So He could show someone His creation. And so maybe my purpose is to love that blue green of the night sky in CO. Or to sit in a giant field and watch fire flies. Or take a walk through Bidwell Park. To just be.