It's funny how things can change, yet completely stay the same.

Here I am. Sitting in the Starbucks I worked in for a year.
Everything looks the same. The same customers. The same long line-up, with the same regulars.
Most of the staff has changed, and only a few good ones are left.

It's odd to see the customers that I remember, and can probably remember most of their drinks, but they wouldn't be able to remember me, even though I served them every day for a year.
A few "you look familiar..." stares, but nothing more.

It kind of makes me sad. I mean, I befriended these customers, and they have no idea that I actually looked forward to seeing some of them in the morning. They have completely forgotten me. But, really, who would remember their barista?
I guess I'm a little more sensitive about it, because at my new location, I can barely remember any of my regulars. Because they don't expect me to. They don't make themselves memorable. They don't establish a relationship.
I miss that.
Crazy, I know.

Jen's still a bitch, TJ still hates his job, and Matt still doesn't care.
Luckily, Jen's trapped here, because she's too lazy and full of anger to find a new job, TJ's getting out of this hellhole. and, well, Matt still doesn't care.

Beyond that, the atmosphere has changed. I don't get the feeling that the customers feel relaxed. Although, by the time I was leaving, that had already started.

One thing is for sure... I would never want to work here again, but if I could take all my favourite regulars and put them at my Starbucks, I might actually want to go to work every day.
Right now, I'm on the brink of leaving.
But, no complaining about my store in this entry.
Just observations about the old one.

I like that they still have the calling system implemented.
Not many stores do. Including the one I'm at.
It really brings the 'Starbucks' sense to things. I actually miss calling drinks out. Is that odd? Yeah, that's odd.

I like that no one has come to say hi to me. I actually do. It lets me stay unnoticed for a moment. It lets me observe without interruption, or feel like people are wondering what my motives are. Although there are none, I don't like the speculation.
I am creepy.
Hah.

I should probably post this now. Richard shall be down any moment. Hope it's been an interesting update, at the very least. Even though it's less about my life, and more about the 'right now'.