because i had the joy of attending to an average of two customers every four hours at work today, i had a great deal of time on my hands. so, i composed a mental little list of the perks of being a gossip bubble tea girl:
-i sit and read.
-i eat the food my boss' mother brings to him because he claims that he is on a diet.
-i watch my boss flirt with cute fob girls more than a decade too young for him. (and i have recently discovered that one of his dreams is to hit on justine.  )
-i sit and stare out the window sometimes to see interesting characters walk by on the ave, like this one african american woman who decided to go around outside our store yelling angrily and smacking everybody upside the head within 30 feet of her. now that is a woman with power.
-i blast emo music all day long.
-people, including my boss, think that i am dullheaded and useless (much like justin yeh claims) and forgive me instantly for things like spilling a bucket of pudding onto the floor.
-within the span of a year, i have developed a bubble tea making proficiency of about 5 drinks.
-i concoct nasty drinks in hopes of luring whatever poor soul i can to drink it.
-there is an endless supply of asian magazines that contains images that would send a feminist revolt campaign across asia.
-i spam call and text message jean to annoy the living daylights out of her...only to elicit "you're so cute" responses in variation.
-i am now a hopeless bubble tea addict.
so. in conclusion i leave you with this: justine, you might want to stay as far away as you can from gossip. =) | 
