Day 7.

Jack was my life-saver today. I won't even pretend to lie about it. Miss 'no whip, non-fat milk, soy latte' came in this morning. And of course she orders the special. A HEALTHIER VERSION OF THE SPECIAL.

The special today was a 'double white chocolate chocolate cinnamon mocha/cocoa.'
One of the most fattening drinks ever.

Of course I was working behind the counter making the drinks.

So when Jack called back this positively confusing concoction, I didn't exactly get it right. I think I got about half of it. Something like, 'chocolate, chocolate, cinnamon cocoa minus whole milk.' I didn't really want to make him repeat it. So I made it.

I think it looked like a cheap cup of cocoa that wasn't mixed.

Jack could see my face from the other side of the shop.
'No whip, non-fat milk, soy latte" was busy looking at her little fancy phone.
The manager caught my look of despair.

Jack moved first.
In one movement, he called out the next 2 orders, wrote sharpie down my left arm, and with a big sweep, knocked my ugly drink off the counter.
Onto the floor.
All over.
And he made it look like an accident.

Total mistakes: 40
Total customers: 43

Times Jack has saved my bum from being fired so far: Countless

I think maybe it was the leather boots. I think they're cursed. I am so wearing my lucky pink espadrilles tomorrow.

And did I mention Sullivan called me while I was working? (He was the reason for the 40th mistake.) We're going to be working together tomorrow. But he can't take me out afterwards. So he told Jack that he has to do something with me. Something to occupy me amusingly. And I heard mention of a flea market.
I think I'm excited.
Flea market in pink espadrilles with the funniest guy I know compliments of my new boyfriend?
YES.
I love Sullivan. He never lets me get bored. I think he's worried I'll talk myself to death. Sometimes he's quiet. And I worry I'm hurting his ears. But then he laughs. And grabs my hand. And says I am adorable. That is priceless.

Now I have to go take a nap and throw these boots into the back of my closet.
But they're so cute.
Darn.

xo, Delia