It might be. Today's shift is the last shift I have scheduled and I don't know if I'll keep making coffee after my return from Scotland. I thought I'd outlast Dr. McNinja, but he hasn't stopped. I guess it's a bit sad leaving the service industry. If nothing else, this means I can't tell people on flights that I'm a barista. And this means I'll have to deal with this dreaded exchange:
Some guy: So, what do you do?
Me: I teach.
Me: At SMU.
SG: What do you teach?
Me: (Bracing for it) Philosophy.
SG: Oh, what's your philosophy?
Me: Revenge is a dish best served cold.
In the old days, it would end with 'I'm a barista'. Now I'll just disappoint strangers with my philosophy. On a sidenote, my philosophy is vastly superior to David Armstrong's. I've heard it told that his was 'A stitch in time saves nine'. Lame. Nobody even knows what that means.
If you live in Dallas and don't like Starbucks, you should check out Gachet. We're located, or, it's located at 2336 Victory Park Lane. Unlike Starbucks, they don't lie about having the best equipment in town and, as an added bonus, I won't be making your drinks. (Directions).