I had the best interview on Monday. I don’t know if I got the job at all, I never know that. But, I mean where else could I drink coffee while answering questions about my work experience? Answer: Starbucks. This up coming Monday I have a second interview at 9:30am. So if ya think about it, please send up a prayer for me, I really need a job. Ive been told I’m applying at the perfect place for me. Id have to agree for this season of my life. Its not a 9-5 that would be harder to get time off from. Its got early hours that let me have the rest of my day to do whatever I need to do. Though, the idea of waking up at 4am is not a pleasant thought at all. I get free coffee, I mean come on, that’s the real reason I’m applying there. I figured out my addiction to Starbucks: outta sight, outta mind. In Tuscaloosa, I could probably could count on two hands how many times I actually got coffee there. I didn’t see it unless I went to Target (the Starbucks was inside Target. The only other one was on the side of U of A that I barely went to). If I don’t see a Starbucks, I’m not tempted to go out and get coffee there. Its just something about those green letters that beacons my name and I’m drawn inside and without knowing it handing them 4 bucks for a latte. Oh but I am so happy when I put my lips around that green straw. Worth every penny of that 4 dollars suddenly. This theory of mine was proven at lunch today. My friend Jenna and I were meeting up for lunch at Rubio’s (yay for fish tacos!) and its right next door to a Starbucks. Now, knowing this, I prepared myself, texted message Jason telling him this and I know I shouldn’t get anything but I probably will. He calls, the moment I walk out of Starbucks with my Iced Grande Toffee Nut Latte

“Did you go to Starbucks yet?”

“I’m drinking it as we speak.”

“Dang it, I didn’t make it in time, I’m too late.”