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You are a super woman! Reach for the skies and hold on to those stars meant for you.
Another day at work and very much working in an utmost productive way, i have done two ads so far and both been praised by my senior designer, thank god for that! I had a major serious blowout at coffee bean and tea leaf yesterday at high street. Unfortunately even top establishments have their share of the lame limelight overshedding the fact that their ice inventory might not be clean so to speak. I had the usual hangout with a couple of friends, actually two of them, faiye and jojo, after work. I ordered a large, mocha mudslide, which is my total fav! Anyhow, after 3 smokes of cigs and my frappe half way through, i took a real big sip at my oh-so-favourite frappe, to find that there is something crunchy mixed with it. At first i thought it was the ice but then it had a real different crunch to it, i spat it out and to my surprise i found a dead fly in the palm of my hand cut in half because of my biting on it!(without me knowing of course!) Putangina!!! Of all the bloopers to ever occur in my entire life, i had to bite on a dead friggin fly!!!
Irritated and so out-of-poise i went into the coffee shop and spoke to the barista that blended my drink.
me: excuse me miss, i would like to know why there is a friggin’ fly in my frappe!
barista: Oh my god ma’am, are you sure it was a fly?
me: no duh, here’s the evidence, (showing here the dead fly on the receipt which i placed on after my out-of-poise-swearing incident outside the coffeeshop) I doubt that a fly would enter and die in my drink through the straw!! I find it very impossible!
barista: ay sorry ma’am, i do apologize, we are very sorry po
me: it’s alright, i mean how many times does one bite into a fly right? i just really want to know how the fly got into it? it’s very surprising! I mean, is there something wrong with the ventilation system here? because this is most certainly the first time this ever happend to me in a CB&TL establishment, i should know, im a regular customer at ortigas and morato!
barista: ma’am i think it’s from the vents po, i’m very sorry, i’ll check it po in a bit, would you like anything ma’am? We would want to offer you a free juice or a refill or anything on the house. Ma’am baka gusto nyo po ng cake or pastries po, kahit ano po, pasensya na po talaga!
me: (hesistant and rather irritated but still smiling) ok I’ll take the juice and you don’t have to go through any trouble at all, i just wanted to find a perfectly good reason why something like this happened. (taking the juice and walking out)
After 5 minutes, barista comes walking out with a tray of three plates, a blueberry cheesecake, a chocolate fudge pie and a chocolate cake.
barista: ma’am, sorry po sa nangyari, sana po di nawala ang trust nyo sa brand po namen, pasensya na po talaga, if you’d like anything else po for you and your friends it would be on the house.
me: (since i wanted a pastrami sandwich but hesitated) no it’s alright, just be careful with what’s on the drinks ok? you don’t have to go to such trouble to serve us, i still love coffee bean! (smiling)
barista: thank-you ma’am and we’re really sorry po again
Imagine that served with 180+ slices of cakes and re-fills for both of my friends in a bit haha total haven! Faiye got served again with another blend of vanilla latte and jojo a caramel tea blend! I stayed away from the blends and started smoking on my dunhill menthols, man what a day!
Oh i’m oh-so-jiggly with the book i’m reading right now, sunday’s at tiffanys, it is such a wonderful story. I’m almost done and totally excited buy another one of james paterson' novels, i’m thinking rather sophie kinsella but that can wait. I finished reading as well, bratfest at tiffanys written by the writer of gossip girl. One conclusion from the way she writes, she’s very “chiquey,” it may not be a word at all found either on the oxford or webster dictionary but still, she has a certain flair to her writing that i don’t really grasp. I guess i’m not really one of those avid readers of chic novels/series, I’m more into the romantic, suspense and inspirational genres that keep my mind filled with emotional imaginations and questions like, what if that’ll happen to me? Anyway, breaktime is over and i’m staying til 8pm since our senior designer changed our schedule! Cheers xoxo
Irritated and so out-of-poise i went into the coffee shop and spoke to the barista that blended my drink.
me: excuse me miss, i would like to know why there is a friggin’ fly in my frappe!
barista: Oh my god ma’am, are you sure it was a fly?
me: no duh, here’s the evidence, (showing here the dead fly on the receipt which i placed on after my out-of-poise-swearing incident outside the coffeeshop) I doubt that a fly would enter and die in my drink through the straw!! I find it very impossible!
barista: ay sorry ma’am, i do apologize, we are very sorry po
me: it’s alright, i mean how many times does one bite into a fly right? i just really want to know how the fly got into it? it’s very surprising! I mean, is there something wrong with the ventilation system here? because this is most certainly the first time this ever happend to me in a CB&TL establishment, i should know, im a regular customer at ortigas and morato!
barista: ma’am i think it’s from the vents po, i’m very sorry, i’ll check it po in a bit, would you like anything ma’am? We would want to offer you a free juice or a refill or anything on the house. Ma’am baka gusto nyo po ng cake or pastries po, kahit ano po, pasensya na po talaga!
me: (hesistant and rather irritated but still smiling) ok I’ll take the juice and you don’t have to go through any trouble at all, i just wanted to find a perfectly good reason why something like this happened. (taking the juice and walking out)
After 5 minutes, barista comes walking out with a tray of three plates, a blueberry cheesecake, a chocolate fudge pie and a chocolate cake.
barista: ma’am, sorry po sa nangyari, sana po di nawala ang trust nyo sa brand po namen, pasensya na po talaga, if you’d like anything else po for you and your friends it would be on the house.
me: (since i wanted a pastrami sandwich but hesitated) no it’s alright, just be careful with what’s on the drinks ok? you don’t have to go to such trouble to serve us, i still love coffee bean! (smiling)
barista: thank-you ma’am and we’re really sorry po again
Imagine that served with 180+ slices of cakes and re-fills for both of my friends in a bit haha total haven! Faiye got served again with another blend of vanilla latte and jojo a caramel tea blend! I stayed away from the blends and started smoking on my dunhill menthols, man what a day!
Oh i’m oh-so-jiggly with the book i’m reading right now, sunday’s at tiffanys, it is such a wonderful story. I’m almost done and totally excited buy another one of james paterson' novels, i’m thinking rather sophie kinsella but that can wait. I finished reading as well, bratfest at tiffanys written by the writer of gossip girl. One conclusion from the way she writes, she’s very “chiquey,” it may not be a word at all found either on the oxford or webster dictionary but still, she has a certain flair to her writing that i don’t really grasp. I guess i’m not really one of those avid readers of chic novels/series, I’m more into the romantic, suspense and inspirational genres that keep my mind filled with emotional imaginations and questions like, what if that’ll happen to me? Anyway, breaktime is over and i’m staying til 8pm since our senior designer changed our schedule! Cheers xoxo
- Location:high street
- Mood:
chipper - Music:again
