Of late, on visits to my beloved Starbucks, I have encountered a question which I find mildly invasive. It begins when I walk up to the counter and stare up at the big board, pretending I don’t know what I’m going to order. After a few moments of supposed hesitation I rattle off a drink in perfect coffee ordering fashion. Now the awkward part, I hand my card to the…
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I love the English language. I like the English language. I greatly appreciate the English language. It’s the only language I know. Sure, I dabbled in Spanish during High School, but being able to say “Hola! Me llamo Josh” has never really helped me out in the real world. English is where I’m at, because it’s what I know. That being said, I sometimes feel as though English…
As a child I loved the library. Once a week my mom would pack us kids in the family VW bus and we would lurch off to the local library for a book gathering expedition. My family loved to read, and we would get literally hundreds of books. It only took us several days to power through this number and we’d be ready to go again long before the weekly…
I have a friend who has spent the majority of his career working at a mall. Out of curiosity, I asked him to sit down for a quick interview about life inside the mall. Here are the results of that session.
Q: How long have you worked at a mall?
A: I have worked a total of over 13 years at 3 different malls with 2 different companies.
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