The Starbucks Girl : Your Team

by Nouvelle Bardot

“Ben!” I hissed in his direction. He couldn’t hear me, so I gave him my I’m-giving-you-one-warning glare and he scrambled in, leaving a very obvious smudge mark on the window.

“Meggie!” He shrieked as he burst into the door, giving us a demonstration of his infamous entrances complete with hand swishing and an imprompteau dance routine.

“Guess what?” he squealed with delight.

“You decided to show up?” I said sarcastically.

“Even better! Okay, so I was totally on my way here. And I would have been on time…but then I saw this guy jogging down the street,” he said, between fits of giggles.

“What?”I asked.

“Well,” he said ignoring me, “He was…okay, get this…He was…he was wearing a pink spandex running suit…and okay, are you ready for this? A neon green fanny pack! Of all things!”

“Ben, what the hell?” I said.

“So, I followed him for a couple blocks. You know, to see if I wasn’t hallucinating. Well, turns out I wasn’t,” he explained.

Andrew laughed, “That guy’s on your team.”

Comments

  1. The Starbucks Girl : Your Team

    Mistress Elsha Hawk's Buddy Icon Mistress Elsha Hawk

    Posted 3 months ago

    uh oh, I picture a photo circulating around the team…..or pasted on his locker….if they even have lockers for employees, probably not, silly me.

  2. The Starbucks Girl : Your Team

    Nouvelle Bardot's Buddy Icon Nouvelle Bardot

    Posted 3 months ago

    you just gave me an idea.

  3. The Starbucks Girl : Your Team

    g2 (la pianista irlandesa)'s Buddy Icon g2 (la pianista irlandesa)

    Posted 3 months ago

    pink spandex and neon green pack? And I thought grey spandex was bad enough…

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