panicattack

I’ve really just had it with Starbucks. I’ve had it with the crappy management and the crappy mission statement that every day peeves me a little bit more. It is laid out there as this fabulous company to work for. It is given the name of one of Fortune 500’s best company’s to work for because of the great benefits and stocks and what have you. What they don’t tell you is how it will suck the life out of you. Maybe not all of them are like what I am experiencing. Maybe it’s not the management at all and it’s only me being burnt out on burnt coffee. Probably it more closely resembles that. I am burnt out on Iced double tall 4 pump vanilla nonfat lattes. I’m burnt out on Half-decaf venti, 2 pump sugar free vanilla, nonfat, extra hot, no foam, with whip lattes. I told my manager that it’s getting too difficult to be nice to people who aren’t nice to me. It’s too much of a courtesy for them to extend their hand to take their drink or to hand me their money. People suck and I want to stop hating them so much so I have to quit Starbucks. I should move it to number one on my list.

Spending time with God, the one that created me. Spending time with my Father, the only one that never left me. He is so deserving of my time so why is it so difficult for me to say, “Guess what Lord, it’s your time now.” When tragedy or hurt strikes He is the first that I turn to. He knows my heart so I should just tell him how awesome I believe He is more often!