You'd think I'd learn. Another Starbucks mis-judgement.
Again this morning I needed a venti green iced tea. Again, I'm in a hurry. A thirtysomething blond, wearing fashionable reflecting sunglasses arrived at the drivethru at the same time as me. We each hesitated but I let her go ahead feeling a little intimidated by her shiny white Range Rover and the fluffy brown designer dog perched on her lap. As she turned into the driveway I saw that she was on the phone probably chatting with her perfect husband or perfect sister or her stock broker. Why did I let her go ahead of me when she probably didn't work and I have a full-time job and am so obviously more deserving of a beverage jumpstart? I pulled in behind her and immediately felt ashamed.
Again.
Her vanity license plate had the image of a pink ribbon next to the word GRA8FUL. The plate was outlined with a chrome cancer survivor frame. Yes, I had just harshly judged someone who had faced death and won. She had cancer yet professes her gratitude. She probably embraces each day savoring any chance for mundane things like grabbing a quick drink at Starbucks.
I felt like a jerk.
Again.
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YOu are such a talented writer!! I think you have many more hidden talents then your friends are aware of!! I love your sense of humor and of course your laughter is infectious too, I know you keep my crowd laughing at my jokes! Lauren
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