So, lunch choice -- should I go middle eastern (grilled chicken with chickpeas and brown rice) or caribbean (curry chicken with with white rice and salad)?
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Go curry, choose curry!
What Scrappy said.
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Is there no middle eastern curry option? Cause that's what I'd choose...mmmm....now I want lunch, even though I just ate breakfast...
So, I had a 7AM conference call/webcast. Which was a training for me and one other person, so I kinda had to be marginally functional. I managed to get through it. I then went to the doughnut shop for coffee and a doughnut. (OMG. Firefox spellcheck refuses to recognize "doughnut", but does say "donut" is OK) I bought them, and then stood waiting for the latte.
The girl making the latte (after I had paid) looked at me and said "do you want two shots?" and I, puzzled (cause usually that's an extra charge, no?), said "...sure!" and she gave me my latte, complete with the little picture in the foam from the pour. Instead of the usual leafy shape, it was a heart!
I was like "Huh. Did the barista like me?"
Then I got home and looked in the mirror, and I looked like a CRAZY HOMELESS PERSON. Or, y'know, someone who had rolled out of bed in pajamas for a 7AM conference call and not brushed her hair and then gone directly to the store. Um. I think she felt sorry for me. :)