Sometimes, compliments are nice.

Grande with whip and chocolate drizzle mocha frappuccino (a regular) commented that I had a very beautiful face today. I smiled and thanked her awkwardly.

Doppio espresso (another regular) hasn't given up yet. He's been asking me out for nearly two months now. Today, along with commenting on how beautiful my eyes were, he told me I was a woman of grace. I suspect he's a nice man. But he must be nearly forty and I'm not looking for anyone.

And this might not actually be a compliment, I'm not sure yet. But it helped me learn something about myself which was nice. My manager told me I had a very dry sense of humor. To be honest, I'm not completely sure what that means. I'll have to go look that up.

Work is work. I kinda want to go back to working on commission instead of this fixed rate business. When I have more energy, we shall revisit this thought...

Benita Joy