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Tuesday, June 10, 2003 It's official. The "starbucks guy" knows who I am. Well. To say he "knows who I am" is an overstatement, but I discovered today that he definitely knows me by face and mysteriously knows my name. I've resisted typing about the "starbucks guy" several times now because, well, even *I* know that it sounds stalker-scaryish. Haha. Ok. Starbucks is not only a "fascist" company (which I don't personally believe, but if they're doing "bad business practices" in any way.. this would be it ... ) .. I've decided Starbucks purposefully hires really hot guys so that girls like me can form these psycho-crushes which keeps us-girls coming back for more and more coffee. *laughs* "Do I feel like coffee today?" *think* ... "Not really. But enough to see his smile." *stops at Starbucks* And I've gradually formed this crush on a guy who has worked there for definitely over a year. I think he's onto me. He knows that his smile is really the only reason I ever go to get frappucinos more-often-than-not. No, but honestly, I really don't even go to Starbucks that much anymore. Or at least not the one he works at.. because the other one.. every 6 I purchase I get the 7th free... and not at the one he works at. But, as crazy as I felt it sounded, and as much as I thought that I was probably imagining this due to my 'wishful thoughts'.... .. I strangely have felt there was a reciprocating interest from him. I "imagined" when I walked in the door... suddenly he sees me and pretended not to notice-too-much for a few minutes... he would be the first to race to the cashier always to take my order... he made cute-jokes whenever I showed up.. around his coworkers, and sometimes small-direct ones to me.. he would always have the sweetest smile when he took my order.. his coworkers seemed to kind of take note when I came in too and would like, 'hint' things? (and that was the biggest thing I thought I was "imagining" was going on... though I'm excellent at denial unless things are blatantly obvious.. but excellent on picking up small things at the same time, but denial nonetheless if I do..) and anyway. He would never typically ask for my name when he took my order because there weren't usually a lot of people when I came in. And lately, because I'm trying to save money and the other Starbucks is a better deal, I go to that one.. so I only come in about once a week now. TO GET TO THE POINT :) Today it was pretty busy, and when he took my order he said... "'Lin', right?" Eee. He knows me not? He knows me! Haha. And... that's.... the extent of it! Yes these type of stupid things matter in my life and I'd take up THAT much blog space to get to a 2-word point. Unfortunately, I realized afterwards that that should have been my que to at least say something else to him like.. "Wow.. yeah that's right.. I'm impressed" (as this has happened before, and I felt that was a good response, but it didn't really matter because the guy wasn't a particular-long-time-crush) ... but I can't even really talk to him.. I feel like such a dork because I wishe he knew me.. but.. the truth is... he doesn't really know me at all. :/ That's ok though. I'm apparently important enough for him to have remembered my name like that. ... and .. I don't even know if he SAID that so that he could drop that sort of hint or not, but it doesn't matter, it was still neat to know he has personally taken note of my name. ;) annnd.. off to work I go. . . . babbled Lin |
