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November 5

I wake reluctantly as I am exhausted from a busy week but I must get some work done before I hit the road.  I head to North Augusta to visit a school and a friend before spending the night with another friend.  I spend the afternoon visiting classes and being introduced by my friend, Millicent, to most of her faculty.  My role is a representative and advocate for teachers so I am still a little uncomfortable when introduced by the title South Carolina Teacher of the Year. 
 
The best part of the day was the chance to work with students, even if it was for a short while.  Millicent was a participant in a class I taught this summer and was showing me all the wonderful things she was doing with her students.  She is an outstanding teacher and a dear friend.
 
The other fun part was when we “punked” another teacher who works across the hall.  We had her going for awhile but I had to let her off the hook once I heard a nervous quiver in her voice.  Teaching should be fun!
 
I make it to my friend’s house tonight and we go out for dinner.   When I can I have stayed with friends instead of hotels for two reasons.  One is budget costs and the other is the camaraderie.  After a wonderful dinner we stop by Starbucks for some coffee.  While waiting in line, a young gentleman is having difficulty ordering.  It is obvious this is his first time at Starbucks.  Let’s see…small is Tall, Grande is medium, and Venti is large.  Who made this up?  Fat or non-fat, froth or lite whip, latte or cappuccino…. There are so many options that I think I need to study flash cards before my next trip.  I send the poor baristas into a tail spin when I order… small coffee black…
”Pardon me.  Hey, Andromeda do we serve black coffee?”
 “I don’t know Jazzerus I will have to ask the Starbucks Partner (manager, I think)”
“Excuse me Windsong, but some patron wants black coffee with nothing in it.  Can we do that?”
 
I see why the young man with two teardrop tattoos is having trouble ordering.  We engage in some non-verbal communication as I tell him to jump back in and get his order right.  For some reason several patrons and the barista are nervous with the two of us.  I guess we both make him panicky for some reason.

 

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