Sep 2, 2011

TMI?

I have an issue...

I like to talk to anyone and everyone about anything and everything.
Some people would say that's a good personality trait, being able to have a conversation with just about anyone. Yet, I would call it an issue. Why? I will tell people the most random things! Today is a very good example. First of all, let me tell you, I've been up since 3:10 am being that Starbucks partners need to get there early to get the place up and running so we can hand out the most legal drug there is! Or else, there would be some very unfortunate things happening on the roads, in every workplace, and goodness golly in the homes of many many many stay at home Mommy's. Ok, back to the odd point of this blog. Certain customers will ask how I am doing after I ask them when they come to the drive thru window. Often my response with be, oh I'm good, just trying to wake up...and the conversation will continue and somewhere in there I might even say I'm from.....about 25 mins away.

WHY DO I NEED TO SAY THAT? I mean, I never really think much about it being that ..... is a bigger city and tons of people live there. It's not like I say oh I live off this street, this is our apartment number, and if you really want to know, this is my birth date, social security number, and bank number. I promise, I don't do that!

But last night, Jason and I were talking and somehow I brought up the fact that someone was complaining about having to drive ALL THE WAY OUT TO ......, and I said I lived there, it's not that far. Jason's response was, why do you tell them you live in Abbotsford?

I have absolutely no idea to be honest. I mean, I love chatting with people, and I guess I'm the kinda person that likes to make everyone feel like they are important. Which means taking a second to chat and saying more than the usual, "Isn't the weather so nice today?" I mean come on, of course it's nice, and of course we all know it! Sunny days aren't a regular thing here in BC this summer.

Anyway, I've just come to the realization that I just might tell people a little more info than needed. I mean, almost everyone I know clearly knows I'm allergic to dairy, and they also know what happens if I have it! I used to blame my openness about farting on having two brothers, but I don't think my older brother would talk about that one with anyone, and I sure don't think my little brother would either unless it's his buddies, or me of course.

Sometimes I just wonder....is it ok to live your life like an open book? I mean I do keep secrets, and of course I use discretion when talking to people. Like I said, they don't know my important info! And alot of the time I just say hi, enjoy your coffee, have a great day!

I do have the conclusion though, I like people. I love making friends. I love making people feel comfortable, important, and worth someone's time. I love putting a smile on someone's face, except there is someone the comes through our drive-thru every single morning and I'm def not gonna get a smile outa her!

Funny story though, I promise I'm almost done with this random rant.
A while back I was in the grocery store trying to figure out if the pot roasts were a good price. Meat is much more expensive in Canada, so without Jason there to help me figure out whether it's a good price for the size we need, which I'm still unsure about being that we're on a total different measuring system up here. So I asked the gentleman standing next to me about the price. For some reason I said I was from the states and didn't understand the prices and the weight measurements, which led him to ask where I was from. I said Oregon, and he said where. I started to use my brain after that and said Portland....which is CLOSE to where I'm from. He then said, why are you up here? Oh, I went to school up here and then got married. Well crap, the guy kept asking questions, and then I started to get weirded out. I could see my name coming up on the missing person list on channel 2 news...So that's when the creativity began. I said my husband was a musician so we actually travel alot. We don't actually have a home here. Kinda the truth, but kinda a stretch. We DO have a home lol. He then asked about my husband, and what we do. I said, I'm a traveling speaker, and he's in a band so we're always on the road. Wow, I was enjoying telling this story. It's only our DREAMS! The guy BELIEVED it all and said, "well good for you guys" and that was that. I made my way home, making sure there wasn't a weirdo stalking behind me.

That's when I realized, I can be too friendly sometimes, especially after a cup of my favorite coffee. Yes, being friendly makes a good barista, which means I've found the right occupation! But, it also brings on the weirdo's. The moral of the story, continue working on who gets to know what info Brit. This blog was obviously for me.

Now, it's time for a nap. Getting up so early only leads a person to write a blog on a subject such as this.

Blessings my friends,

Britt