Sunday evening stroll.

I decided that on this beautiful Sunday evening I would take a walk up to my neighborhood Starbucks just to talk to Dawn via iChat. I figured it would add some excitement to the situation instead of just sitting in my room. So I packed up my trusty North Face backpack and hit the road. About 5 minutes into the walk I realized that putting a lot of stuff in the bag was a bad idea, my back starting aching and like usual my knee was giving me a hard time, what a lovely way to start this evening stroll. In addition to that, I found myself playing on Facebook on my phone instead of taking in the sites. Man, God has really spruced up the place around the Arboretum, the trees are bright green and flowers everywhere. I felt bad for being zoned in on my phone...so I stopped.
I finally made it to Starbucks, well it only took 10 minutes I make it sound like it took an eternity, and I got my weekly mark out. For those of you who don't know, employees of Starbucks get one free pound of coffee or box of tea a week, and since I have an assortment of 14 teas at home and don't drink coffee I decided to get a pound for John. When I gave the cashier my "partner numbers" she seemed kinda skeptical about me actually working there. She asked "What store do you work at?" (and included a blank stare) and I politely replied with my store location when in reality I wanted to say "Woman, don't question me!" but I figure that would not be the Godly thing to do.
As I awkwardly searched the cafe for a place to sit (all the good spots were taken) I finally settled on a table nestled quietly near the window. I would be sitting very close to two guys but that is ok, they looked nice. I whipped out my MacBook (apparently it is the computer of choice amongst all the customers in here, we are a living Mac commercial) I searched for the ATT network connection and found one titled "Deaf Guy", I assume that it is the network belonging to the guys sitting next to me since they are deaf. I feel like a horrible person for finding this ironically funny (is that a phrase?) but I figure if they have a sense of humor about it then I can giggle a little too.
I didn't order a drink, I rarely ever order drinks at Starbucks mainly because I drink about 2 or 3 a day at work, but I did bring in one of my Awake tea bags from home, which had me question...Am I ghetto? Am I because I bring in my very own tea bag and use their internet? To add to that I asked for a tall cup of hot water and used their Splenda! I am trying to convince myself I am not since after all I am an employee of this corporate establishment. What do they expect from me after all? To pay for tea when I have a collection of my very own at home that I got from Starbucks? I will use that in my defense. So I am not ghetto, I am just economically smart. I know the in's and out's of this place, and I am using it to my advantage. There we go, problem solved.
I do enjoy that I probably look like I am writing some intense paper about predestination (been there, done that) but I am just blogging about stealing hot water from Starbucks and questioning my cheap tendencies...but no one has to know that. I am doing something that I find very important, I am contributing to my blog! I want to be a professional blog writer, one who sits in coffee shops and drinks tea while blogging about their daily mishaps. That's the life, but until then I will be the one who works behind the counter serving coffee and tea to those very important, lap top toting, writers. Jealous.