Showing posts with label guilty of gossip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guilty of gossip. Show all posts

Monday, February 1, 2010

Guest Blogger - Kelly

Hey everyone- I’m Kelly from guiltyofgossip.blogspot.com

When I asked the Novelista Barista for a topic to write my guest post on- she suggested something about coffee or maybe something inspirational or just to write whatever I want! I contemplated telling a few funny stories about my experience as a barista during college, but most of those usually turn out to be “guess you had to be there” moments. So I tried to brainstorm about what inspires me…ummmm…ehhhhh… this shouldn’t be this hard should it? Gosh, there is nothing more uncomfortable than an awkward silence between you and your thoughts- but then my sorted memory pulled through and I recalled something that could perhaps be a perfect combination of the two topics. That’s when I remembered the day I saw this…


The Way I See It #17:

"The world bursts at the seams with people ready to tell you you're not good enough. On occasion, some may be correct. But do not do their work for them. Seek any job; ask anyone out; pursue any goal. Don't take it personally when they say "no" - they may not be smart enough to say "yes."
-- Keith Olbermann (broadcast journalist)

I would have never guessed that something on a Starbuck’s cup would follow me for over a year after I first read it between sips of my Non-fat Caramel Macchiato. I remember after reading this quote I got this rousing feeling inside. The old “I can do anything!” motto ran around my head. Yes- that’s right- I could hear the patriotic drums of freedom and independence ringing in my ears. When my melodramatics subsided, I really sat down to think about what this quote was trying to convey. Sure I was a believer of “it’s his loss, not mine” and when a door slams in your face- oh look! Another door! Of course these are over-used self-esteem building clichés, but they have a way of reminding you that, yes indeed, the sun always rises- at least until 2012. But I think the reason this coffee cup excerpt always catches my eye is because- I have yet to listen to its wisdom. I wish that I could walk around with a ‘who-cares-what-you-think’ attitude and a smile exploding with confidence, but life seems to keep serving me a warm plate of rejection at every turn. It’s hard to be sunny-side up when someone says “No” to something you really wanted- love, a job, forgiveness, a chance…

You can’t help but go through the self-deprecating banter that occurs inside your head.

What’s wrong with me?

Am I boring? Ugly? Fat? Worthless? Bland? Unqualified? Inexperienced? And the worst of all for me-- Not Good Enough?

Just thinking about the times when I have felt not good enough makes me cringe. On the other hand, there is a school of thought that would applaud my style of thinking- some call them pessimists, some just call them realists. It is focusing on what really happened instead of making up excuses for something that did not go your way. Realists cannot stand any type of sugar-coating what-so-ever. A realist might say, “The truth is… you’ve gained some weight since college and that is why that guy stood you up” VERSUS “He just couldn’t handle a strong, independent woman like yourself!”

Sometimes statements such as the latter seem silly when you read them- but is it really so bad? Who is it hurting? If it is helping you get on with your life and if it prevents you from spending another pointless second thinking about some douche-bag who ditched you- DO IT!

I think everyone has that inner battle between being real with yourself and looking on the brightside. All that matters though, is how it makes you feel inside- sure its good to recognize where you are at the present moment, but don’t you cherish the emotions that a quote like this stirs up inside you?

What I want to do is frame this quote and hang it where I will see it everyday. With all the negative things happening in the world today (war, poverty, unemployment, etc.), people deserve to think positively and to, at times, believe that the clouds are made of marshmallows. It’s simply human nature to get excited and inspired over a quote that makes us feel invincible. So thanks Keith Olberman- I will go pursue my dreams and I will not let someone tell me I’m not good enough! I say “hats-off” to Starbucks for keeping the dream alive, for using their coffee cups as a platform for inspiration, and for giving us that enjoyable emotion of hope that goes down as smoothly as a Pumpkin-Spice Latte on a crisp fall day.

*thank you Wonderlane for the perfectly fitting photo


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Thursday, January 7, 2010

BH Files - Would you like Fries w/your Broken Heart?


"Would you like fries with your broken heart?"


It was a typical college day… me and my boyfriend D were chatting after I had just gotten off work at the coffee shoppe. We had been exclusive for about three years and through our ups and downs- breaks and break-ups, we were still trying to hang on.

Sometimes there is no reason why something isn’t working out; it just doesn’t feel the same... The flame slowly burns out overtime, and neither partner can predict it.
This is what was happening between D and me.

“I just feel like were stuck in a rut, ya know?” I said.

“I know, I can’t figure out what is going wrong.” D said.

Awkward silence…

“Do you wanna go to Arby’s- I’m starved.” D- clearly changing the subject, but my tummy was growling as well.

We walked out of the dorm in silence and I drove because my car was parked right in front. The car always brings out fights…at least my car does.

“But it never seems like you try to do anything spontaneous and you never surprise me with anything nice!”- yep, I threw out the spontaneous card.

“That’s all you care about are things and that I am doing something for you everyday… I love you and that should be all I need to do.” D threw back.

“No- love is about so much more, we have to keep the relationship alive somehow.”

We were both frustrated- With each other and with love in general. And I said the one thing that I had grown accustomed to saying…

“Should we go on a break?”

“What does ‘break’ even mean, we go on breaks and we end up still fooling-around and then we are back to where we started!” D yelled.

*Roll down window*
Me: “Ummm hi, can we get two number 3’s please… both with dr. pepper, thanks.”
Arby’s lady: “Your total is $9.55, please pull around.”

“Well fine, let’s break up completely then… I don’t know what it is this time, but usually when we go on breaks, I always know, deep down, that we will get back together... but I don’t feel that at all this time.”

Sometimes it is your own declaration of what has been running around in your mind that can slap you in the face harder than anyone else’s words. This is what I had just done to myself.

The tears started flowing just as we pulled up to the window.

“I know, but we can still be friends… we will work on being friends, okay?”

“oh-o-kay” I said through my now blubbering sobs.

Arby’s lady: “$9.95” I hand her the money “oh geeez.” I hear her say under her breath.

*(This happened to me about 3 years ago, so now I can really laugh about it. I digress…)

Apparently fast food workers think you can’t hear through the drive-thru window that doesn’t even shut all the way.

Arby’s lady: “Shoot! This girl in the drive-thru is ballin’ her eyes out!!”
Another Arby’s employee: “Really? She by herself?”
Arby’s lady: “No, there’s a dude in there too, probably his fault.”

I turn to D and crack a slight smile and he says…

“How does she know its my fault?” With slight sarcasm.

Arby’s lady comes back around the corner and hands me the bag of food.

“Here you go sweetie, cheer up- I put an apple turnover in there for you- on the house.”

First of all, the use of ‘on the house’ coming from Arby’s is hilarious. Second, this really did cheer me up, who doesn’t love a free apple turnover?

“Thank you, that was very nice- I’ll be okay.” I say trying to break a laugh through my tears. Then, Arby’s lady leans to her left so she could get a look at D and says…

“That turnover is for her, not you okay heartbreaker?”

D didn’t know what to do, but I was cracking up at this point, I had totally forgotten about the recent demise of our three year relationship with this comment. I thanked the Arby’s lady one last time and drove off.

“I can’t believe that just happened…” said D with a dumbfounded look on his face.

“Which part- us breaking up or the Arby’s lady calling you out?” I chuckled…

“Both.”

The end.


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