So this past week was pretty hellacious, in my hometown there was an annual festival that pulls in thousands of people from the surrounding towns. Normally this is fun and only gets annoying towards the end when you can no longer find a parking space within 8,000 square miles of your house.

It’s different when you work at the one Starbucks in the middle of downtown.

This year it got annoying after day two, and for some reason my manager scheduled me for the most hours out of our staff, even more than the shift supervisors. Go figure. I still can’t decide whether that means she likes me or despises me.

I dealt with people who when asked “2%, Skim, or Whole?” they would reply “No, just milk”, and people who picked up a full heavy cup cup by the thin plastic lid, and when it came off, they blamed us for not putting it on tight enough.

I’m ready for a vacation.

Back to Boston in 2 weeks.