It bothers me when people are rude to the people that work in food service. Sure, they're there to earn money and thus, they need to serve you, but that doesn't mean that you have to treat them like slaves. I suppose it would be understandable if they themselves were rude grumpy people, but you don't encounter that often (though I'll admit sometimes I want to yell out... DON'T BE SO STINGY WITH THE GUACAMOLE... I try my best to maintain composure). I think out of all the servers my favorite people are the baristas at Starbucks. Even at 5:00am they're energetic and pleasant. I went to Starbucks yesterday and the lady looked at me and said...
Barista: "Wow is it that cold out there?"
Me: "Umm.. I am very cold haha."
- I then waited for my order -
x: "Jackie, who is this for?"
Barista: "It's for that lady over there dressed like an eskimo"
LOL. Funny funny.
Also, look at this segment of an email my TA sent out. I don't know why I find this so funny. For some reason the prolonged "Noooo" makes me laugh. Probably because I can imagine her saying this in real life. I love my TA.
I was in my microbiology lab yesterday and pipetting like a mad-woman (i.e. at rapid speeds) and this girl commented on it. I explained that I pretty much live in labs, so I spend on average 8 hours a day with a pipette. If I was having an affair, it would probably be with a pipette. She then said something that made me think ahh... "I can't believe you're doing so much, but you're still a happy person." That was really nice. I'm glad that people see me as a happy person. That's probably the best compliment that I've ever received.
Come to think of it, I am really happy. I'm really grateful that my life is full of such funny people because it makes mundane tasks like work and class seem less like a chore. But the way I see it is, there's really no point in doing anything unless you're willing to do it/it makes you happy right? Right.
That was a long post. Hope you're not all bored to death.
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