What and then

Banker by Week, Barista by Weekend.

This past weekend, along with attending some great parties and giving some quality attention to a well deserved person, I rekindled my relationship with my best friend and cousin, Teddy.

WHAT?

Well, long story short, Teddy an myself have not been as in touch with each other as we should have.  We are family, and sometimes, family dynamics get pretty strong. However, we finally got in the ring and duked it out. She stayed at my guest apartment, which I use for only friends and family, and I expect them to treat it as a hotel.........ie: NO CLEANING! Being the great person she is, Teddy and her husband left me some cash to make sure it would be left in perfect condition. It was early, they had left, and I was craving caffeine; so I walked across the street to at Starbucks. In Manhattan, the Starbucks employees are far from the average Manhattan employee. They all live outside the city and come into the city to enjoy it, but wait on us. I ordered my usual, and handed the guy a $20. He looks at me and says, "This isn't legit."

..........and then!

I just about peed in my pants. Fake money? Is that even possible? I asked if he was sure, to which he replied, "Let me take a look at this in back." I am assuming all Starbucks have counteirfeit money devices to which they can use to check on money. The "gentlemen" comes back and again says, "Yeah, this isn't legit, you are going to have to go to a bank to take care of it." There was really nothing to do.  I was just simply amazed at the well-roundedness of Starbucks employees.  Banker by week, Barista by weekend! Oh well, at least I can laugh about it with my cousin. 

xoFeris