just another day at the office

one of my students got held up at gunpoint last night while working the counter at the coffee shop a block away from the school. that was only one of the traumas revealed to me today. perspective on my own life and problems is a good thing...as in, mine aren't so bad.

i get flustered at the hipster espresso bar so i don't go there. until today. i figured out the trick - just be weirder than the cokehead behind the counter. done. and done. never understood lattes (soy or otherwise) anyway. onward...