tonight when i showed up at my coffee shop and one of the girls asked me what i wanted to drink, the cute guy behind the counter (notice how pretty much every guy is cute to me?) looked at me, grinned, and said "i got it... mug of the lite roast." *grin back*
it's one of the best feelings when you go to your coffee shop and the people know you by name and/or by drink. now both of my coffee shops (caribou coffee in the morning and black dog at night) know me by drink and name.
life is beautiful.
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