Working at the Coffee Shop is like acting on a teevee show in six-hour increments. While i’m behind the counter all of the problems of school and friends slip away so that all that’s left is the idle banter between myself and my coworkers and customers. In fact, we refer to certain combination of people behind the counter as their own sort of show… Josh and I are the Josh and Pedro Show while Sara and I are some sort of manic comedy act unleashed upon the poor unsuspecting business world. While there, small flirtations i made while away from the shop turn into full-blown plot elements so much that they bare no relationship to my actually life and instead seem like some sort of soap-opera script. And all of the problems i encounter at the shop? They fade away by the time i step onto the magical trolley that transports me back into the rest of my life. And here i am.