Look!! I am back blogging again! It has been a few days since I have posted anything due to work being CRAZY busy, but hopefully things have slowed down enough that I can get back on track.
So I am back again at my home away from home…Starbucks. Have you ever noticed how Starbucks is like a melting pot of different cultures? I don’t think I have ever been in any location that didn’t have at least 3 or 4 different races and cultures being represented at the same time. And always a vast array of age groups. I can see teenagers, college kids, thirty-somethings, forty-somethings, and even senior citizens from my little piece of Starbucks real estate (aka my table and chair). A lot of work and homework being done, a lot of music downloading, and who knows what else. The common theme with everyone though, is that we all seem to be very content. Not sure if it is the ambience…or just the caffeine high….but we are all very content, nonetheless.
Well…the girl in front of me is not so content…she seems to be having a hard time with her homework. She keeps saying to herself “I just don’t understand”. Looks like Geometry… so there goes any hope of me helping her. I hated geometry…never could do those Proofs. I never understood the necessity of knowing the measurements of a triangle, much less if it was isosceles (is that spelled correctly?) or not.
There is another young couple across from me that is looking for a new apartment (or maybe there first). They are discussing whether amenities or floor plan is more important. She says floor plan…he says amenities. He “needs” a swimming pool….and she just wants the second bedroom to be on the other side of the apartment from the master bedroom. She will win… just my opinion.
A group of girls ( college age) across the room all have their laptops out and are apparently listening to music…as every couple minutes one of them will start singing…and the other two will join in. Annoying at times… but they are enjoying themselves.
Ok…I feel really old now. The geometry girl in front me just asked me what time it is…a perfectly normal question, right? However, when she asked she said “Excuse me, SIR…can you tell me what time it is?” she called me SIR. She is probably a senior in high school, which is considerable younger than myself… but I am certainly not used to be being called sir. Not making a big deal of this…it just caught me off guard. I guess I should be happy that she was polite about it… most kids would have just looked me and said “Tell what time it is”. She even said “Thank You…..SIR”.
Ok… I am off to the store (to cause myself torture by having to deal with the incompetent checkers) to buy the ingredients for dinner. I am making Roasted Tomato and Red Pepper Soup with homemade Rosemary Croutons. Easy…but very delicious. I might post again later to let you know how it turned out.
Until then… Keep Smiling and Keep Blogging.