The morning commute

Things I think about while driving to work:

1. I seriously need to work on getting a job that helps me avoid Atlantic and Beach Boulevards between 7:30-8:30 in the morning.

2. I seriously need to work on getting a job that isn’t the one I currently have. Sigh.

3. Maybe I’ll stop by Starbucks if I have enough time.

4. Damn.  There isn’t enough time.

5. Why don’t I leave the house earlier? Oh…because I think 10 minutes of sleep is better for me than a $4 cup of coffee. But that coffee is so delicious.

6.  Everyone else is late to work. Even if I do go to Starbucks I’d still get to work on time.

7. Mmm, this coffee is delicious.

8. I’m so glad I stopped for a caramel brule latte.  $4? Totally worth it.

9. Don’t run over the curb and jack up your front bumper again, genius.

10. I wish Starbucks paid better.  I’d work here.  And I’d be happy making coffee for people because…well, let’s not get into that. I think we can all agree that barista has a nicer ring to it then, say…secretary.

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About Dena

I'm a suburban Clevelander by way of Oklahoma City, by way of North Florida, by way of Southern Maryland, by way of Upper Michigan, by way of Northern Italy, by way of Lower Michigan, by way of Texas. Because of living in so many places, I have something in common with almost everyone I meet. I love reading, writing, and American history (especially reading or writing about American history). I'm interested in culture of place, historical trauma, and writing about the kinds of histories most people don't know about.
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2 Responses to The morning commute

  1. Corey Frye says:

    True the Starbucks gig wouldn’t pay well, but what if you happened to repeatedly “mess up” and make one too many caramel brule lattes behind the counter? That’d be like getting a little instant raise 😉
    Fun post, well done.

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