'My blog will hear about this'

My new official saying at work.

I work at a coffee shop. I have figured out that if I'm around people for a long time I get more and more bitter and sarcastic. People never used to annoy me so much but that's probably because in other jobs I wasn't surrounded by people constantly! I love being friendly and I love being social....to an extent. Some people come into the coffee shop and they're brilliant! I love chatting with them (I even get little presents at Easter and Christmas  =D)  but then you get some people that just get right under your skin! They're so rude and snobby. A quote that comes to mind to mind often is 'if a person is nice to you but not the waiter that person is not a nice person' I think we should get this quote on our work uniform. The worst thing is I have all these snappy come backs but I cant say them! I just have to smile and be polite.

Someone asked me if there was nuts in the walnut muffin today.

Why do people sit at dirty tables when there's a room full of clean empty tables?
What is the deal when people put half used sugar packets back in the sugar pots?
Why do people walk into a coffee shop and ask you if you sell coffee?
Why do people feel the need to touch the clean display glass?
Why do people not say thank you? Or please?
Why do people sit and stare at you to come and take their order when they can clearly see you're in the middle of taking someone elses?
DO NOT CLICK YOUR FINGERS AT ME OR WHISTLE TO GET MY ATTENTION!
Why can some parents not control their children and let them scream and pour sugar all over the floor?
'The hot chocolate's hot' Yes. That's the general idea of a hot chocolate.

But with all these things I hate about work, there's a lot I love. 
I love the regulars that come in and take the time to ask you about your day.
I love the first compliments of the day that make you feel good for the whole day.
I love that person that's had  too much coffee and they talk really fast and I have no idea what the hell they're on about. 
I love the random psychic that comes in and tries to predict our futures. 
I love all the different types of people that come in with all their different clothes and personalities.
I love the people that come in just to drink coffee and read. 
I love the writers. 
I love tea. 
I love vanilla lattes. 
I love it at closing time when we can clean while singing along to the radio.

Here's some advice: Be polite to people. All people. Be kind. Smile. Compliment. Say please and thank you.  Remember moods are contagious. 
Oh and last but not least - I don't think I'm the only one who judges people by the way they leave a table.

My first post is going to be about how difficult it was to make this post.

No this isn't going to be a deep meaningful post about how I need inspiration or talking about something that's hard for me to talk about - this is me MOANING about how long it took to freaking make this blog! I think it maybe because I'm an idiot when it comes to things like this. It took me weeks to figure out how to work tumblr (sneaky little promo for myself  dizzydaisies.tumblr.com) So I've finally made it to my first post after an hour of trying to upload themes, create a header and get everything how I want it...even though I'm still not happy with how it looks. Ugh.