Stopped in Starbucks on my way to work yesterday morning, and the guy who makes the drinks most mornings (I don't even have to say a word when he and the woman who usually works the shift with him are on) was fixing my drink and we were chatting...he mentioned "tomorrow [so, today] is my birthday...I feel old.....I'll be 25."
Awwwww....
Shut up.
I'll be 35 this year, so, yeah, shut up.
Awwwww....
Shut up.
I'll be 35 this year, so, yeah, shut up.




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