Starbucks Run
Occasionally my employees accompany me on a Starbucks run.
When we get there, everyone assumes their positions.
Ann is in charge of ordering.
Derek is in charge of quality control, monitoring every move as the drink is created.
Sue saves my seat.
This particular trip was especially exciting because, as it turns out, Barista Jessica moonlights as an orthopedic surgeon. She was able to re-set Bob’s detached arm. And she made it look so easy!
While we waited for the drink, Ann chatted with a fellow customer.
Meanwhile, bob searched for his favorite scone.
This happens every time. I keep telling him, “The scone is too heavy, Bob!” But does he listen? No.
Finally the drink is ready to be doctored with Sugar in the Raw.
Another successful Starbucks run! Bob has his arm back and, most importantly, I have my coffee.
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