Erm.. Erm..

This is just about the most fantastic shit that's
happened to me in years!

I mean, for the first time in the past half decade,
I haven't lain stagnant at home, during my holidays.

Instead, I've been out on a blitz spending money
(that isn't mine) clocking an official 2 hours of training
time (earning a grand total of 8 dollars) been exposed
to a wide spectrum of the diverse cultural specimens
that our Sunny Island has to offer and have had a heck
of a time in the process of doing so.

And you know, as much as you people think that
StarBucks is really a capitalist machinamation,
with the amount of Barney-esque love that they're
spreading to the new 'partners', I've been so affected
that I feel compelled to hug every single stranger I meet
off the street- especially the depressed ones who look
like they're on the verge of suicide- and tell them as I
pat them warmly on the back,

'Hush now, it's all going to be all right. If no one else does, I love you at the very least. Come and have a cuppa at Starbucks.'

Then proceed to break out in a highly modified
and plagiarised version of Barney's I love you song
somehow using quick on the feet thinking to incoporate
Starbucks into part of the song. We'd all break out in
tears and realize that whatever the problem, the drug
caffine will save you and love will save the world.

And I, your soon to be friendly Barista will most definitely
attempt to do so,
One cup at a time, the cup filled with as much love
as possible.



Click on the picture.

Who can resist coporate e-mails filled with meaningful
quotes and such love? Who!? Tell me, who!?


Check back with me a month later,
and you might find a cynical bastard stirring your
coffee with my magic stick, but untill then I'll
be spreading the love for $4.50 an hour.


One Cup At A Time.

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