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Monday, November 10, 2008

And What Size Was That?

I was in Starbucks the other day, and so I walk up to the cashier guy. My dad orders his coffee (a venti salted chocolate triple shot latte or something. It sounds gross but he swears it's good. I'm not sure I believe him), and then I order mine. I said, quite clearly, "I would like a tall caramel macchiato." The guy looks up from the cash register and says, "what size would you like?" and I say... "...tall...." My dad and I can barely keep from laughing. Wow... seriously how ignorant can you be? There was also this hobo that is living there right now, and I'm on the verge of killing him because he stinks and just sits there all the time. It's like, go get a job, and take a shower. Go get a job fixing showers! He makes the place quite untolerable.

So anyway, I went in Starbucks again the next day, and my dad orders his coffee again, with now trouble. Then when it is my turn I tell the same guy as the day before "I would like a tall decaf white chocolate mocha" and this greasy haired kid didn't disappoint. He promptly asked, "What size is that?" My dad hurriedly picked up a CD and pretended to scrutinize it. "Tall," I blurted then promptly walked away.

I don't know if he can't hear the word "Tall" or if it's his trick of getting customers to go up a cup size, but I think it is rather odd. I was saying it quite clearly. I don't understand it: Very weird...

This is kind of random, but I finally got around to playing LEGO Batman again, and I finally unlocked Harley Quinn. Isn't she cute in LEGO form? (see my picture...) The Joker comes with his very own hand buzzer, and I was the only one in my family to find it quite comical. I guess I'm kind of crazy that way.

Does the Joker's laughing gas kill by suffocation or laughing to death? I think you suffocate but I'm not sure. I am sure however, that I don't really want to find out.

The first song in my updated playlist, is corynorhinus (not anymore, I changed it to the last song because it's a horrible recording. But you can listen if you want), which I am learning how to play. I'm also learning how to play the next track, Harvey Two Face, but it's kind of different. It's really annoying that pianos get all the books written for them. Harvey Two Face is rather confusing because half of it is in bass clef and I can only read treble, so I have to decode it and write the notes over the top. Then there are the cello parts that are too low for me to play, so I miss a note here and there, and it sounds pretty terrible.

I'm really upset at playlist.com for not getting Kung Fu Panda on their list yet. That is an amazing soundtrack. If you have the movie, listen to the music when Tai Lung escapes. WOW.


In the fashion world, the clothes do not make the man. The man makes the clothes.

HAHA XOXO

3 comments:

Raining*Gray*Roses said...

Hmmm. Maybe the guy just started listening after the word "tall"...Like he temporarly went into his own little world. Okay, when i got home from the musical there was this big can of vinilla capicciano stuff with my name on it. And i still have it. My bro has one too. It's not allowed to leave our rooms. (well it is, but we have to take it back after we're done with it)..I think my parents are trying to make it so that way i never have to leave my room. Seriously, all i need is a bathroom, running water (comes with the bathroom), a fridge, and a microwave. Then i'd never have to leave. (and FYI my mom wants to get me a fridge for my room....O.o)

.:*kati*:. said...

in the clothing world you dont seem to make clothes but blankets and purses....

MRT said...

I hope I'm not the Starbucks hobo you're talking about! I have an issue not with the Starbucks employees so much as with the idea that their small drink is called tall, their medium is called grande (which means big), and their large is called venti (which means 20...ounces). That coupled with the fact that they look at you like you're insane if you just order black coffee (no shots, boosts, or room for cream) always makes me feel like a I really don't belong there. (Yet I keep going back.)