it's only monday

i have been thinking of lots of posts lately but have had no time to write them. i have been working at the fruit stand from 8a-1p every day and then at the coffee shop from 3 30p-10 30p every night and then getting up to do it again the next morning. i am rather tired, but also getting tan and pleased with what i have learned this summer. im getting kind of tired of the coffee shop and im trying to pick up more hours at the fruit stand. people at the coffee shop just arent very hard workers and i get tired of doing shit… and the people who are hard workers are the people i dont get to work with much. i have learned a lot about coffee and coffee drinks this summer, though. enough to consider myself a coffee snob beginner. i know enough to know that ordering an iced cappucino is made-up. because a cappucino is espresso with frothed and steamed milk. but you cant froth milk and still have it cold for an iced version. so an iced cappucino is the same as an iced latte, which is just two shots of espresso and some milk straight from the gallon. i also now know how to make some lesser-known drinks: cappucino royale (espresso, vanilla, caramel, half and half), americano (half coffee half water), red eye (coffee with a shot of espresso), and breves (espresso with half and half instead of milk). the sad thing is that cappucinos are my favorite coffee drink and my favorite things to make, but no one orders them. everyone gets fucking mochas and lattes. i think mochas are for sissies. basically b/c theyre sweet and fatty goodness versions of a latte. which is understandable - i mean, theyre good. but they just seem so impure. and, people come in all the time asking for frappucinos. which is a MADE-UP starbucks name for the drink known as a frappe. frappes are the same thing as a frappucino except they are not sold at starbucks. it's kind of like how the other day i ordered 'chicken mcnuggets' at a wendy's and the manager (who was taking my order) appropriately said 'well we know where youve been'… i really should start saying that to people who ask for frappucinos. that doesnt annoy me nearly as much as people who expect me to know the starbuck's sizing nameage. if you want a small, ask for it. i dont frequent starbucks enough to know their fucking made-up names (thankfully, geographic had an amazing cafeteria when i worked there so i just got normal, $0.45 coffee every morning there and skipped all of the starbuck's pretense that most of america has to put up with just to get a coffee in the morning).

the fruit stand is fun. we basically pick crops in the morning which is hard but it's outside and it's quiet outside and i have time to think and also to not think about anything. it's nice. it's beautiful here and ive enjoyed being with country people. of course, some fit the stereotype of country ignorance which is sucky. after i told someone about london the morning it happened (the second set of bombings), someone said 'well, i hate to say it, but those muslims just need to be wiped out'… and, trying to not go off about US foreign policy and our role in the middle east, i said 'except that they arent actually muslims' at which point the person agreed and told a story about how they know some nice muslims. it made me think of 'but some of my best friends are black' statements. ugh. other than some of the profound lack of political knowledge at the stand, it's going well. two of the 'older' boys who work there (theyre 15) are a trip and are slightly more aware of their upbringing in a conservative/racist community. but overall, im a flaming liberal compared to the other employees. with that aside, people at the stand (especially my boss and the farm owner) are great people. they are very kind, hard-working, and full of common sense. i love that country people have common sense and know how to do things b/c most city people do not have that brand of knowledge. im glad to gain some of it from them; i think it's important. you wouldnt believe the people who come in the stand who dont know how to pick out a good nectarine (!) or tomato. i mean, those are like the easiest foods to pick out. but it's sad — these people have just never been taught and have never bothered to learn. it's sad b/c it's usually adults, and that means they cant teach their children, either. so it's made me feel like ive at least learned a little in my years of random jobs…

other things ive been thinking about: crushes on regulars at the coffee shop, comments from customers and my boss alike about the skirts i wear to the shop (and, by one customer, multiple comments about my chest), and a former coworker whom ive seen a few times since i left my job and who has insisted on kissing me firmly on the cheek (which sounds harmeless but has been really creepy in both instances). none of this has happened in the last few days but it happened enough at once for me to think about how to field these comments in a clear but not awkward way. im sure if i had posted last week it wouldve been a much longer, more annoyed set of comments, but im over it. but ever since matt (who used to post here) used to give ridiculous retorts to me about my posts that talked about everyday sexual harrassment that occasionally happens to me, i now feel that i should post about these instances when they happen. because they do happen. and some people dont think they are a big deal. but a lot of people think it's a bigger deal than i do, and i think it ought to be talked about. maybe i'll post more on this in the coming days because i think it's important, i just dont have time/energy right now. feel free to email if you have stories of inappropriate comments people have made to you that youd like me to include in my post.

for now, xo. and ttyl.