Thursday, May 08, 2008

My Street Name

As I'm walking through the lobby of my apartment complex office yesterday, I hear:
" White Mocha!"

And, of course, I turn around. And I don't think I've ever seen this girl before, but she looks at me and says "You come to Starbucks every Sunday and Thursday morning, and you get a venti white mocha!"

We make small talk, but I am just bewildered by the fact that this girl doesn't know my name, but she sure knows my drink order. And now I know her name. And maybe we can be friends. And I wonder if she has a facebook account.

1 comment:

  1. I can't believe you didn't recognize her, thats not like you!



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